Camila’s POV
Things were quiet as I opened the front door of the house and I frowned as I looked around.
“Mommy, do you think Daddy’s home?” Zion Jr. asked me and I shook my head. I had just picked him up from school and brought him home in a taxi, and I realized it was almost time for lunch.
Zion was not going to be at home at this time of the day. He would probably be in the middle of a meeting at work or I would have offered to help him call him.
“Mommy, I’m talking to you.” I heard him said again and I looked at him to see him looking at me. He must have missed me shaking my head when he asked me a question.
“Do you think that Daddy is back from work?” he asked again, and I started to shake my head, but I stopped when I realized he was distracted and said. “No, Zee. He’s not h
