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WHERE IS CAESAR?

Camilla slowly opened her eyes, feeling a wave of weakness wash over her.

She had been crying for what felt like an eternity, and her eyes were puffy and sore from the constant flow of tears.

As she sat up, her eyes scanned the room, taking in the familiar surroundings of the nursery where she had been checking the baby's toys.

She stood up gently, her movements slow and deliberate as she tried to shake off the lingering fatigue.

Her eyes moved around the room, taking in the soft glow of the nightlight and the gentle hum of the baby monitor.

And then, her gaze landed...