CHAPTER 58

Nathan POV:

I burst through the door of Camille’s hospital room, sweat dripping down my face, my chest heaving.

The sterile smell of the place, usually a calming scent, only fueled the rage that was burning inside me.

“Nathan? What… what are you doing here?” Camille’s voice was a mix of surprise and… was that disgust?

“What the hell do you think I’m doing here?” I snarled, the words exploding out of me.

“Our daughter was just born, and you… you just walk out, leaving me with nothing but a stupid note?”

I was a mess. My hair was a mess, my clothes were wrinkled, and my face probably looked like I’d been through hell. But I didn’t care.

I was furious.

Camille had left me, announced to the world she was raising our kid alone, and I’d almost missed the birth of my own daughter because of it.

“You look awful, Nathan,” Camille said, her voice flat, cold.

She looked me up and down, her lip curling in a sneer.

“Thanks,” I muttered, the anger turning inward, leaving a bitter taste in my m