Camila’s POV
As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom with the towel still wrapped around my body, I remembered the invite Miles had brought yesterday.
I hadn’t been able to think about anything since, because today was the grand opening and I had worked tirelessly all day. I had just gotten back home an hour before and I had put Zion Jr. to bed. He had only been running around the place all day, eating and playing and talking to the people around.
The turnout of the people was really massive, but I couldn’t help think that some of them were there to see who the New York Times had written about.
I didn’t mind though, as long as they had been able to get to see what we could offer, and then we come to mind when they needed catering services.
“That’s all I want.” I whispered as I sig
