Camilla’s POV
I didn't move immediately he left, I just sat on the bed for a while, staring blankly at the door.
I could still feel the warmth of his arms wrapped around me, still hear the soft whisper of his voice telling me everything would be okay but yet I couldn't shake off the fear. The nightmare had been too real to ignore.
I was slowly developing a headache. I needed to clear my head.
So, I went to take a bath.
The water was hot and soothing, steam rising and curling in the air like soft fingers wrapping around me. I sank in, letting the heat ease the tension in my muscles. Slowly, I felt my body relax. I closed my eyes and tried to think of nothing. No Henry. No dreams. No strange feelings.
Just silence.
I scrubbed gently, letting the scent of vanilla soap stay on my skin.
