Chapter 145

Camilla’s POV

Something is ringing, rather than someone if I’m not mistaken. I recognize that piercing sound, even as I struggle to open my eyes, the cries becoming closer by the second, until I jerk up from the bed. My gaze shifts from right to left, there’s a crib next to me. I peek into it, there’s a baby in it, she’s crying. I rub my eyes, looking at her, her cries are piercing my soul.

“Belle,” I attempt to call out unsuccessfully, my voice hoarse for some reason. I sit up, watching the crib once again and that’s when it hits me, that’s just a baby, that’s the baby I had.

“Lauriana,” I whisper to myself, peering at her as she cries. I want to pick her up, to calm her, but my hands are shaking, I’m terribly shaking, so much so that if I carry her, I’ll drop her.

My hand reaches out to touch her, “Shh.” I whisper, tapping her chest with it.

The door squeals open, startling me. My hand withdrawals from her so fast, watching who it is. “Coming princess