Celine's POV
Camilla notices my restlessness as I move from our bedroom to the living room, hoping to hear Jason's cry so I can rush over to Bryan's room and take my son with me back to our room.
But he isn't crying today of all days. Everywhere is silent as a graveyard.
"Are you ok?" She peers down at me for the umpteenth time in question.
"Yes, I am", I sit on the settee to calm myself down so she won't notice anything anymore.
"Is something wrong?" She asks again. "Did he say something to you?"
"No, no, no!" I chant, shaking my head vigorously. "He didn't. I am fine."
"Then tell me what it is", she insists, sitting next to me.
"He wants Jason to sleep in his room, I'm just worried Jason might wake up with a cry in the middle of the night and I will already be fast asleep", I ha
