Love Prevails

h her friend, Steven had had a rude awakening an

t when Camilla started to feel more relaxed again in he

houted at her, "shut up, just shut up." He walked to the bathroom, went to change his clothes, picked up the keys

telling her friend what happened between her boss, Steven and the "client". So she just settled for the last part, not wanting to hurt her friend, "Camilla, didn't Steven speak to you when he g

ething more, but thank you for the information." After a few more words, they hun

he bathroom, showered and got into bed. As he got into bed, she said in a groggy voice, "you home!" She looked at

imes. When she had questioned it before with Steven, he said it was just a client. "Strange, clients don't call at unearthly hours of the morni

ng we need to speak about when you get home," he said quietly. "Ok, in that case you can have Marshall for the day, it's cold outside, so it's better he stays home with you. Let him sleep. I have prepared everything already for him. I'll take the car so that it's quicker to get home," she said, walking to the bedroom door about to leave. As she walked to the doo

o say she was going to stop at the sh

ith Steven. On arriving home, exhausted from a long day at work, Camilla could hear the music playing loudly. "Is that coming from my place?" she thought. Pulling up into the garage, she opened the door, too

ney," Steven said, half drunk, looking at her, "she's a friend of mine." "Listen, I don't care who she is," Camilla said, giving the woman a hard star

old me."' she responded, "that doesn't get you off the hook for having a woman in our home, and you're dr

was made, no cleaning was done. At least one thing was for sure, she didn't have

r Camilla, but she endured it. Camilla's famil

age work, irrespective of how hard it go

r pain behind a smile to outsiders, but inside her ho

guments and fights, Steven and Camilla had some perfec