Camille's POV

"Uncle Bobby," this was one of the favorite names we called him when we were younger. If we were too excited and couldn't call him Ben, I was beaming with smiles now I'd set everything in place. "Everything is set, sorry for the delay, you may come in now! I'll be at the door to welcome you," saying this I stood up from my couch, climbing down the staircase to receive him.

"Woohhhhhh!" I screamed so hard seeing him push the entrance door of the first living room on the ground level, a wide smile appeared on his face, I couldn't even recognize him again. I jumped up...