Henry's concern was obvious and out in the open when he asked, "Camilla, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost." Camilla forced a smile, trying to reassure him, but her eyes betrayed her fear.
"I'm fine, really. Just a little surprised to see that car," she said, attempting to downplay the situation. But Henry and Dave exchanged a skeptical glance, their eyes filled with doubt.
“Well, you said you don’t know whose car it is, and it’s not yours either.” Dave said he wasn’t building the necessity, Henry was particularly more worried.
"Camilla, come on," Henry pressed, his voice gentle but firm. "What's going on? You're clearly worried about something." Camilla's smile faltered, and for a moment, her fear was visible. Her gloomy eyes were not hidden, It was crystal clear somethi
