Camila’s POV
My eyes had closed from the exhaustion of my body, I began to feel the weakness of not having eaten well, I thought about my baby and Clara, and I know that the hunger must be stronger for them. In my mind, I imagined myself drinking a large glass of cold water to dampen the unbearable heat that I begin to feel, my chest is tight with the desire to feel some oxygen.
"Camila," someone whispers.
My eyelids were very heavy, I felt that voice was in a deep sleep, that what was calling me by my name was inside my delirious mind.
"Camia, wake up."
"Mmm..."
I made a sound without opening my mouth, I began to make a supernatural effort to be able to open my eyes, raising my eyebrows to help my heavy eyelids.
"Camila, can you hear me?"
I focused on my sister who was looking at
