----The Meeting----
***Camila's POV***
The day had come where I was supposed to meet Marcus and discuss the marriage. My heart jumped into my throat and beat there loudly, causing my ears to ring while I picked out the most plain, unattractive thing that I owned. I was no longer under house arrest after that day and was able to roam the home and gardens freely.
Coming out of my room, my mother looked up from the living area with sad eyes.
“I’m so sorry, my little moon.” She put the book down that she had been reading and came over to me. Brushing some stray hairs from my face, her purple eyes eyed my outfit.
“Wow, your outfit really screams ‘go get them,’ little moon.” She tried to joke, but her regret completely overtook any sense of positivity in her voice.
“It’s okay, Mom. I
