Chapter 73

CAMILLA

Victor worked late that night, long after the house had gone quiet. I had tried to wait up for him, but at some point, exhaustion pulled me under. When I opened my eyes again, the other side of the bed was still cold. Matteo’s small body was curled against mine, his soft breathing filling the dark room. I carefully slid out of bed, tucked the blanket around him, and followed the faint gold