Kamille's POV

As I woke up, grogginess clouded my mind, my thoughts immediately turning to Royer. I gave him an affectionate pat before dragging myself out of bed to clean him up and ensure he had enough food.

Once Royer was sorted, I tended to myself, moving through the morning routine in a haze. The next thing was to check in with Amanda and Belle. I dialed Amanda's number. “Hey Amy. How are you all holding up? Have the kids eaten?” I asked, my voice etched with concern.

“Hey girl. We're good and are on our way to the hospital.” She revealed.

“That's good.” I replied, releasing a breath I...