Kamille's POV

As Zeke left, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me. I was happy everything was going well. Except for Belle's sullen attitude.

Turning to Belle, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. “Are you really okay?” I asked, my voice filled with concern.

Belle met my gaze with a reassuring smile. “Yeah, I'm fine.” She replied, though there was a hint of weariness in her eyes.

With a nod of acceptance, I chose not to press further. Belle was strong and capable, and I trusted that she would confide in me if she needed to.

“How bout I drop the kids...