Andrew's POV
Camilla was feeling better, and everyone left the room, leaving us by ourselves. I walked to my window and looked outside, trying to make sense of my thoughts. The news was unexpected.
"Andrew. Please, talk to me" she whispered. I looked back at her and she was sitting there, with her knees against her chest and her arms wrapped around them, like a little girl being scolded by her parents. The sight broke my heart. She thought I was mad at her, but I needed to assure her I wasn't.
"There is nothing to say, Camilla. You will have a baby, Henry's baby"
"But maybe you will love it as if it was yours, right? There is no one else I rather have a family with. Please, forgive me," she looked at me, feeling ashamed and hoping I forgave her.
I walked towards he
