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Andrew's POV I was sitting in the dining table while mom cooked dinner and suddenly felt a pang in my heart. I felt sadness, then anger, and lastly I felt a sense of peace. I wondered if Camilla was okay. "Sweetie, eat" mom said. I didn't realize she had put a plate of food in front of me. I looked down, and she had cooked one of my favorites. Beef Lasagna. I ate half of it, and my appetite was suddenly gone. "Mom, I need to be excused. I am not hungry anymore," I mentioned as she nodded. "That's okay, Andrew. I am sure you are not feeling well" she replied as I stood up and washed the plate before heading to my room. I was thinking about Camilla and that guy who looked like a monster, not physically but the way he acted was horrible As soon as I walked in, my cell ph