Chapter 18 Camilla

• Camilla’s POV
• The cool Monday afternoon breeze brushed over my face as I walked through the school gates, my bag bouncing lightly against my hip. The laughter of children echoed through the yard, but my eyes immediately found him—Adriano.
• He stood near the entrance with his teacher, holding her hand with his tiny one. His dark curls were a little messy, cheeks flushed pink from playtime. The moment his big brown eyes spotted me, they lit up like fireworks.