Chapter 314

Nighttime. The two of them lay on the bed without saying a word, Lottie between them, and the whole room just felt off. Only a dim bedside lamp was on, casting a faint light. In the quiet, their breathing was the only sound. Neither Prescott Ellington nor Camila Harrington could fall asleep. After three years, sharing a bed again came with obvious tension—mostly from Camila. She couldn’t pretend like everything was fine. The old closeness just wasn’t there anymore. They might be in the same bed, but their minds were in completely different places. Their hearts? Still out of sync. “Camila.” Prescott finally broke the awkward silence. “Yeah?” she replied softly. “It wasn’t me who took Lottie this afternoon. She came to find me on her own.” His voice was low, almost cautious. For the first time, he lowered his pride to explain. Some things just needed to be cleared up, or else even the strongest feelings would wear down under repeated misunderstandings. He could tell Camila still loved hi