DIMITRI'S POV
When I walked through the hallway with her in my arms, I found Milana waiting. She was the only one. That surprised me.
If there was one thing I knew about Milana, it was that she took her sleep routine diligently.
She had this gentle smile on her face when she realized I was alright. I watched that gentle nature die when she realized I was holding Camille in my hands.
I truly would have loved to do it in a different place. But if it had to be here, then so be it.
I walked up to her slowly. Maybe because a part of me didn't want to do it. I didn't want to hurt her.
She had been through thick and hell for me, and I was just about to push her away like she was nothing. She has spent all those years waiting on me, and I was just about to render them meaningless.
"Hey," I
