Damien's POV
I still can't believe that crazy b***h to Camille would show up at the mall like that? I thought she was out of town for the time being, and we would be safe from any ex drama, but no. I feared deep in my heart that Anastasia would break it off with me when we came home, especially when she asked the nannies to look after A.J., took my hand, and led me upstairs. She sat me down on the bed, facing each other, and looked at me seriously.
"So, we need to talk about what happened at the mall today, darling." She says in such a serious voice, my heart feels like it's going to break into a million pieces. I just don't know what I will do if she leaves me, and I have never felt like this before.
"Uhm, sure," I say, my voice shaking and my eyes stinging with unshed tears.
