Kamille's POV

I woke up to another day of emptiness. The weight of the past weeks had taken its toll on me, leaving me feeling hollow and broken. My children were still missing, and every moment without them felt like an eternity. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering how much longer I could endure this torment.

I stood up and made my way to the bathroom. I had a shower, got dressed and walked out of the room. Belle had prepared me breakfast but I had no appetite. I ...