~Camila’s POV~

It’s been about a week since I left the United States, and the only thing I’m missing is my son. I feel like a bad mother leaving him behind, but then I don’t know if Chris and his ex-wife sorted their difference and Liam is still mine. My mind is all over the place, but I want my son. I’m not sure why I have such a deep connection with the boy. I mean, he has nothing to do with me. His parents have most likely been fucking every day since I left. I think it is high time for me to come to terms with reality. I married him in order to get a United States residency. But I don’t care anymore. I wanted to accomplish things my own way, without the assistance of my family.

I hate it when they help me. I really don’t call for help and when I do ask for help they will come running as they know that I hardly ask for help. I heard a knock at the door before.

“Come in,” I said.

The door swung open to reveal the only person in the universe who brightens my day. I jumped at the chance to hug him.

“My baby!”

“Mommy, I missed you.”

“Who brought you here, mi cielito?” I twirled him around.

“Why did you leave me, Mommy?”

came here on a business trip. How

coming back

into thin air. How can a little boy offer so much delight to someone who has nothing to do with him? Everything pales in comparison to my feelings for this boy. He is my entire universe. But then, I was going to lose him to his mother and father. We took pictures. My family has a little vineyard. We do not sell our

is an architect. I am one, but I never went to school to become one. I learned by simply sitting and watching my father draw. I decided to forge my own way. I opted to design clothes. I took Liam on a tour of our coffee estate, explaining everything he needed to know

you here,

me that the pilot would take me to you, so I came and was

come

and the other passengers

mommy will never leave

coming home

you, darling. Have you

Robin has been driving me to and from school. Mommy,

should I be angry with you? Let’s go grab something to eat

I noticed my father looking at me, then his gaze moved to my wedding band. But he didn’t say anything. My brothers and cousins were also present. Despite Liam’s addressing

the only member of the family who does not work for the family business, and I dislike attending functions. As a result, just a few people are aware of my existence. Those that do know me are those who knew my mother,

went to my father, and my

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