Lawrence

When I stepped into the café that day, I never expected my entire world to shift. Seeing Camilla again after all these years was something I couldn’t prepare for. The moment my eyes landed on her, a strange mixture of emotions coursed through me—relief, guilt, and a faint, unwelcome hope.

She looked nervous, her fingers gripping the coffee mug so tightly I thought it might shatter. The sight of her vulnerability stirred something in me. What could be so urgent that she’d want ...