Camilla's POV
Camilla's POV
I found out long ago my love story with Adrian is nothing Disney themed. I knew it would be hard but part of me wishes it were easy, that part likes how easy we fall into place when we're past our communication and predicament barriers.
I would be lying if I said I haven't thought of throwing Angel off a cliff or bashing her head on the marble white walls of the kitchen turn crimson with her blood. Those aren't good thoughts, I should not be having them, I've shaken them off with ease but the pain of his two-timing still remains unlike my heinous thoughts. Thoughts that belong to the old me, the one buried with Talitha, I'm not her anymore.
Talking to Ashanti helped me paint a clearer and better picture compared to what I was thinking, in my mind everything was ruined but it's not, Adrian and I are not broken, we're simply bent and we straighten up once again. It will take a lot of work to get to a steady place but we will move past this rocky island as long as we do it together, nothing is impossible. If Ashanti can love someone else's child like her own, surely I can do the same, I'm not a horrible person, I can't hold a grudge against an innocent child.
Adrian looked distraught when he came to me with the news but I was too blinded by my distress to see he was just as affected by the news as I was. My anger won't take us anywhere, it will only create another ridge but right now, I need to be strong. I need to be his rock, the luna that stands by him when the world is withering underneath us. I will be there for him for whatever he needs, and if the baby needs me too, I'll be as helpful as I can be. I love Adrian and so I will love his child no matter how irritating the mother is. I know for a fact issues might arise but we will cross that bridge when we get there, I will handle Angel like Ashanti said, I've tamed my fair share of brats as a babysitter and so Angel shouldn't be difficult to put in her place, she's nothing compared to the greatest menace I ever had to deal with, me.
The entire ride here I've been silently thinking about what to say to Adrian, as well as new ways in which I can tolerate the temptations Angel will put me through with this pregnancy. The idea of her giving Adrian a child, his first child, is still unsettling to me. I've visualised giving Adrian a son so many times, Angel giving him one will hurt so bad, I don't know how things will be but we will cross that bridge when we get there I guess.
Mirabelle has made it clear she is mad at Adrian as well as me for forgiving him despite everything but with time, she will come around. I'm yet to tell Tiana about this mess because I don't know how she'll react considering her impulsive nature, she'd do what comes natural, kill both Angel and Adrian in one swift wipe. Adrian might be one of the best Alpha's there is but trust me, he wouldn't see Tee coming nor act fast enough to thwart her from obliterating him because she is that good a predator.
Pushing through the front door of the pack house, we're greeted by a good number of people wandering around the room in an obscure manner. Santiago included, he's by the staircase, his interest peeked on his phone. He nearly misses us when he looks up from his phone, his gaze roaming the room. “My God, you're here.” he exclaims, when his eyes finally discern us. “Adrian is going crazy trying to find you two, we've been at it for three hours.” he adds, his hand reaching into his pocket to set his phone.
Oh, so that's why the phone has over a thousand missed calls and text messages. I assumed it was him trying to get ahold of me so he could apologize so I had switched my phone off as well as Belle's—she put it on flight mood. When I switched my phone back on a few minutes ago, I deleted all messages from him and cleared my call log because I believed it was better we talked in person rather than on a device, I wanted to talk to him in person and make things about where I stand with him clear.
Patting Santiago on the chest lightly I sigh, “Where is he?”
“Your room.” he replies, his gaze darting to the stairs. I nod, taking my first step on the staircase.
“Goodnight, Belle, I'll see you in a bit.” I say walking further up the staircase, I should take the elevator but I'm not in a rush. I'm still striving to work up the courage to speak to Adrian without having a mental breakdown.
Alas, my bedroom door and still not enough mental stability as my fist taps the slightly open door lightly just to catch his attention.
It works, his gaze instantly darts from my picture on the bedside table to me. I don't get to react fast enough before he pulls me into his arms, squeezing me tightly as he caresses my hair, mumbling words I can't make out. I want to move away but I like how I feel in his embrace, the relief and refuge I find in his arms is unexplainable, even when he's holding me this tight.
Seeking a breath of fresh air and not to weaken, I slip away from Adrian and he apologises instantly. My feet back up, taking the opportunity to set some space between us so I'm in control, as much control as I can have with Adrian. “Take a seat, we need to talk.” I say, my voice hoarse and so not the intimidation I was seeking to portray.
He abides by my demand regardless, taking a seat on my bed. Only now do I get the chance to appreciate how good he looks, my panties instantly dampen when I comprehend this. I give myself a mental shake, and lean towards the door, closing it in the process.
Adrian watches me intensely, and I picture a safer image before I speak, anything but him. I picture Tee and Belle next to him, judging my stupidity with their taunting gaze. “Adrian,” I clear my throat, ensuring confidence and stern-ness in my tone. “ I love you more than I've ever loved anyone before, you're everything to me well— half of everything, the other half consists of others I care about but still, I love you. I have done nothing but love and care for you despite you breaking my heart time and time agai— ”
“Mia, I'm sorry, I –” Adrian cuts in, interrupting me and I do the same.
“No,” I coax. “ Please let me finish, it's because I love that I always forgive you. Just like I will this time, it wasn't your fault, this time you stayed true to your word and to me but I want to make it clear this is the last time that I'll forgive you for anything. If you hurt me one more time, I swear to God you'll never see me again. I'm never coming back to you and you shouldn't try to win me back because you'd have screwed up for good. I won't tolerate your bullshit, and_” I pause, taking a deep breath. “Well, just because I forgive you for this mess doesn't mean I will pretend everything is fine. I won't pretend it doesn't hurt me because it does, I should be carrying your child not her but you know what....it's fine, I can't change this and I love you so I will stand by you and we'll get through this whole mess together.”
He peers at me with a confused expression. “You forgive me?” he asks, in a very low tone but I still hear him. He eyes me closely awaiting my reaction, I nod.
“I do, Arielle made me see that we're mates for a reason I can't quit on you for this and besides, ” I grin, “I am kind of digging the idea of being a stepmom, you know Disney style.” I wink.
Adrian chuckles, his muscles relaxing when he does. “You could never do anything evil, you're the light to my darkness. Thank you for forgiving me, I promise I will never do wrong to your baby.”
Really?
I believe him, he hasn't given me a reason to distrust him lately, he doesn't even look at other women in an odd manner like before anymore.
Rising to his feet, he eyes me with a harmony in his eyes, one I haven't seen in a few days. “Can I kiss you?”
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