Her head rests in Mom Reina's lap, crying her eyes out. Mom Reina looks to me for help, I don't know how to help her either.

“I don't want his baby,” Camilla quivers.

“It's okay, I'm here for you.” I tell her, to which she nods. “We'll find a way, you don't have to raise the baby, or kill it.”

She cries even harder, it breaks her heart that she can't love her baby because Adrian fucked her up, she's scared of having a baby that looks just like him, of parenting with him. She ...