Belle's POV

The sun had begun its slow retreat, when my phone lit up with Kamille’s name flashing across the screen. I smiled to myself, already feeling lighter just at the thought of hearing her voice.

“Hey, Kam,” I answered, leaning back on my bed.

“Belle!” Kamille’s voice was as warm as ever. “I just saw your message, sorry for the late reply! It's been a crazy day with the kids. How are you doing?”

I smiled gently. "I'm alright Kam. Just wanted to ...