Camila’s POV
I checked my watch anxiously as I hurried through the office lobby, my son's small hand clasped in mine. I had forgotten my computer at work the day before, and I couldn't afford to be without it today of all days.
I needed it to go over things with the client I was meeting soon, and I definitely needed it for better explanation.
Zion tugged at my sleeve, his impatience mirroring my own.
“Mom, I’m going to be late to school if we don’t get there soon.” He said and I nodded. Well, I knew that and I was sure that I couldn’t make it, so I was going to have to call the school aide to let her know I was going to be late.
"Just a quick stop, baby. Mommy needs to grab her computer, and then we're off, okay?" I reassured him, giving his hand a gentle squeeze.
I walked with hi
