Caesar's POV

When I got home, Camille was in the bedroom, lying down and staring at the ceiling. The worry written all over her face was impossible to miss. In that moment, I felt like a complete piece of shit for pulling away from her when she needed me most. August had been right to chew me out.

"Are you okay?" I asked, sitting down on the bed.

"Staying still helps with the pain. My stitches hurt pretty badly... You took a while."

"I'm sorry. I had a few things to deal with at Lush, an