Camila’s POV
I blinked my eyes up at him for just a moment before I immediately collected myself together. I didn’t know what he was up to but I was too old for whatever game he was playing.
I wasn’t that young woman he had married back then, treated the way he wanted and then discarded when he was done. I was older, now I had a child, for him I know, but I had one nonetheless, so I wasn’t interested.
“Well, at my age it is more important to shield my eyes from the blue light of the computer screen than to let you see me in a good light.” I told him, concisely.
Besides, they were my eyes as much as I could remember, so I could do with them what I wanted. I could hide them behind my hair if I wanted to.
He shook his head as if to say he didn’t believe me, but I didn’t even care what
