Camela's POV
"Camela," Tiara said as Blake and I pulled up by the house.
I froze when I saw the state the house was in. The whole place was on fire, and the firefighters were trying to put it out, but it was out of control. I was sure they wouldn't be able to stop the fire. Even if they did, everything in the house was already destroyed. I thought about my family albums, and tears began to leave my eyes. Blake noticed and pulled my body close to him.
"Don't worry, Princess. Everything will be alright," Blake said as he held me close, repeatedly kissing the top of my head and cheeks. His hands were caressing my back soothingly.
"Everything is destroyed. All my family pictures, pictures of my mom, are gone now," I cried as he held me tightly.
"Are you Camela Davis?" a police officer as
