CAMILLE'S POV

They all left, leading me to deal with the aftermath of their mess. I looked back at my children.

Sophia looked like she was going to cry, and Collins seemed so afraid. This was the one thing I was trying to avoid, and somehow, it had found its way to me regardless.

"Camille," Neal reached for me to comfort me. But I shook away his hands.

"No," I told him, my eyes brimming with tears unshed. "I refuse to let this take its course the second time."

"I understand what you mean, ...