|Theodore|
I wonder where she went.
Camilla had disappeared without a word, slipping away from the evening just as I had begun entertaining our parents. At first, I thought she was taking a short break, perhaps needing a moment to herself before rejoining us for wine. But as the minutes dragged on and her absence stretched longer, it became clear she had no intention of coming back.
Across the table, her parents grew visibly restless. Their glances became more frequent, their faces tight with unspoken concern. Eliana, my mother-in-law, had been eyeing me for the past few minutes, searching for answers I didn’t have. I caught the edge of frustration in her voice as she finally spoke.
“Did my daughter mention where she was going?” she asked, her gaze narrowing as if trying to read someth
