Caesar's POV

I could tell Camille had been different, maybe a little distant, ever since I dropped her off at home. I worried about the trauma she might have suffered, whether she was eating properly, whether she was sleeping well, but she always gave me short answers and avoided the subject.

I'd noticed a certain weariness in her, a shadow in her eyes. Camille had been through something traumatic, and no matter how insistently she claimed she was fine, reality could be very different.

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