Meliza's POV
"You must be Iza," Eli's daughter said, her voice light and confident as I looked at her closely
"This is Camille, Iza, my only daughter," Elijah introduced with a hint of pride in his tone.
I nodded, my mind briefly flashing back to what my mother had told me before I left Fred's estate years ago. She had mentioned that Eli had a daughter, but she never said Camille was this young, as young as me.
She also never mentioned Andrew.
I suddenly recalled a conversation with Gracie years ago, how she had told me Eli had a hot son. I had brushed it off then, thinking she was exaggerating.
I barely had time to process my thoughts before Camille stepped forward, her arms wide open. Before I could react, she wrapped me in a tight embrace.
Her warmth caught me off guard.
"Hi, Camille," I murmured, unsure what else to say.