CHAPTER SEVENTY EIGHT

CAMILLE'S POV :

Well good luck to him and his perfect mate, whatsoever. I went about with what I was here for, what could I possibly clean again in this room. I just dusted a few, arranged few things and sat down in a corner.

Everyone looks so happy and have things to be happy about. I know I have things I can be happy about like Ivy, Miss Clara but that's not it. That feeling of real happiness with family, not everyday getting belittled and treated like you don't matter.

Coming to this place for the first time, I thought I will be happy at least,...