Camilla pov...
Ahwwww.
My belly hurt. So bad.
I pressed my hand against the swell. The baby was quiet. Too quiet.
Is my baby okay?
What did I take? Nothing. Just food. I didn't want to eat, but I ate.
It must be because I haven't seen Lucian for some while.
I can't breathe.
Sophia had made the food. I couldn't eat it. Something was wrong. Something in my chest, my gut, a hand squeezing my lungs.
It must be stress.
But I don't care. I just need to know how my Lucian is.
The guards wouldn't let me follow. He collapsed.
Why?
I am a curse.
I—
"Alexa, what is wrong with Lucian?"
"Mr. Lucian seems to have a little fever. He will be fine."
"Fine?" My voice cracked. "Did you see his face? Wait—are you lying? Is Lucian—"
"I cannot tell. Perhaps he is in the hospital. My programming does not extend beyond his cars and houses."
What? No. AI don't lie. Do they?
