CAMILLE'S POV

Neal followed me all the way to the second floor. I believe he was that worried about me. He only stopped when I reached the room I would be spending the night in.

As soon as I opened the door, my children raced in, marvelling at the spacious surroundings.

"It's so big," Sophia blurted, her eyes bright with glee as she joined her brother to jump on the surprisingly springy bed.

That would be an issue.

"I should leave you," Neal said.

I turned to face him. "Thank you for ...