Kamille's POV
I turned towards Belle sitting on a sofa, I couldn't help but notice her quiet demeanor. "Are you okay, Belle?" I asked, concern lacing my voice. "You don't have to go out if you're not up to it."
Belle offered a weak smile. "Yeah, I'm just feeling a bit tired." She admitted. "I think I'll take the day off. My fiancé is coming over."
A flicker of excitement crossed my face. "That's wonderful! You'll introduce us soon, right?" I inquired eagerly.
Belle's response was less enthusiastic than I had hoped. "Yeah." She replied, her tone lacking its usual warmth.
Amanda chimed in, agreeing to the request, but I couldn't help but detect a hint of sarcasm in her voice. Before I could address it, Amanda interjected, "I have to go for a meeting."