Camilla’s POV

As I watched the clock tick away, panic struck, and every second felt like it would go on forever. Lawrence had left without giving a good reason, and I was starting to feel anxious. As I sat next to George, I caressed his hair tenderly, but my thoughts were racing with anxiety.

What was going on? Lawrence was where?

George was still asleep, his little chest rising and falling in a regular rhythm, and I tried to ignore the inquiries. However, I couldn't get rid of the uneasy ...