242: Can't Be That Good

Camilla I headed back downstairs, feeling a bit more relaxed now that Frankie seemed to be on the mend. Justin was in the living room, pacing a little with a thoughtful expression. When he saw me, he came over with a grateful smile. “Hey, thanks for taking care of Frankie like that,” he said, giving me a quick hug. “I really appreciate it. I don’t know what I’d have done without your help.” “It was the least I could do,” I replied, giving him a reassuring pat on the back. “I’m just glad I could help out.” Justin glanced at me, looking a bit uncertain. “So, are you planning to head to work today, or…?” I shook my head. “No, I think I’ll stick around and help you out. Last night was hectic, and I’d rather be here for you and Frankie. Plus, it’ll give me a chance to make sure you’re both okay.” “Thanks,” Justin said, looking visibly relieved. “I don’t know how I’d manage everything on my own today.” I smiled, feeling a bit more settled about my decision. “It’s no trouble. Besides,