Zeke's POV
"Who was that?" I asked Kamille as she finished her call.
"Uhh, it's the kid's teacher. He wanted to visit Royer." She replied, avoiding my gaze.
"But Royer's asleep." I immediately said.
"Well, I guess he'll see me then." Kamille shrugged and walked out of the room.
She was dressed in her nightwear, which revealed more than I could allow another person to stare at. I followed her out to the reception area of the private ward to wait for Chris, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.
"Oh my God, Kamille. How are you doing? How is Royer?"
Kamille and I turned in the direction of the voice whose words were tumbling out in a rush.
What the fuck?! How did this son of a bitch get here so fast?
"I'm fine Mr. Chris. Thank you for coming around." She smiled at him.