CHAPTER 60: BEARERS OF BAD NEWS

CAMERON’S POV I had been dreaming of—waiting for—this moment for a very long time. Long after Emilia had finished speaking, I could still hear her words. "Cameron, you are loved." My breath was still taken away by the sound of those words and how they felt in my chest. It wasn't until they were publicly available, like a release, that I realized how much I wanted to hear them. For the first time in a long time, I felt a sense of freedom, as if a burden had been removed from my shoulders. I clung to her, unwilling to let go. The warmth of her body on mine felt like a piece of home I wasn't even aware I'd been looking for, and her perfume was alluring. With a voice full of emotion, I muttered back, "I love you too, Emilia." It was the reality. Even though it had always been true, everything seemed so genuine when she said it. So irreversible. And I desired that. All of her was what I wanted. For a while, we merely held hands and were happy in our mutual stillness. The world outside