Camila’s POV
“Thank you, Sally.” I said but the last thing I felt was gratitude. Why in the heaven’s name should I share a room with Zion when I could just sleep with my son?
“No, thank you for understanding. I just want Zion Jr. to stay in his father’s room and see where he grew up.” She said and I nodded.
This wasn’t at all what I had thought would happen at all. Thankfully, we were going to leave here tomorrow. I couldn’t wait for that time to come.
“All right, then. I’ll leave you to unpack and rest.” Sally said, smiling. I nodded my head again, taking a step and then another to back her out of the room. Finally, she walked out of the room and I closed the door.
I glanced over my shoulder at the bed, then I turned towards it completely to check out the room itself. It was a large
