Haynes POV "Honey, I'm home" I yelled into the room as I stepped in. I paused, my gaze meeting with Camilla who was seated on the sofa, her gaze to the floor as she held tightly to her phone. On a normal day, she would have stood up and showered me with kisses the moment I entered but something was wrong and here she is, ignoring my presence. "Camilla?" I called gently, walking towards her. She lifted her gaze, those amber eyes of hers blurred with tears. "What's wrong babe?" I asked, quickly grabbing her shoulders in the most affectionate way ever. "Glamhouse.....They..." She choked on her words and I consoled her. I needed her to talk, but pacifying her comes first. "Take a deep breath Camille, then talk to me" I said, my voice more like a whisper. "They got back to me today" she said, taking deep breaths like I had told her. "Okay. Aren't you supposed to be happy? They would accept you of course" I said. Many people knew Camilla. She pursued her modelling career in Canada a
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