ARCHIE POV
The following day, I drove to Camilla's school to check for her, but they were already on internship. The campus was bustling with students, yet I felt a void, knowing Camilla wasn't among them. I needed to find her, but my options were dwindling.
Determined, I approached the administrative office, hoping they could help. After explaining my situation, the secretary informed me that student information was confidential and couldn't be shared with just anyone. Desperation gnawed at me.
"Please," I implored, "It's extremely important. I'm not a stranger to her; I'm trying to correct a huge mistake."
"I can't give you specifics," she said, her voice softening, "but the truth is, no internship company would take her in because of her scarred face. No client would want
