Disclaimer: I don't own the TV show "Big Time Rush".
The sun bathed the entire apartment in bright light as Camille went into the bathroom. It was a beautiful Saturday morning. As she did her morning bathroom routine, she wondered what she could do this weekend. Then she went into the living room and stopped at the large window front. The view was wonderful. France was wonderful. Paris was wonderful. There was a knock on the door. Camille looked at the clock and grinned. Nine o'clock. Like every Saturday. She opened the door and looked into the face of a nineteen-year-old boy. He carried a shoulder bag and smiled at her. "Bonjour, Camille."
Camille returned his smile. "Bonjour, Louis. How are you?"
"Very well. Thank you very much. And how are you, Camille?"
"Couldn't be better. Thanks for asking. Do you have something for me?"
He laughed. "I always have something for you, Camille." He pulled a newspaper out of his bag and handed it to her.
"Merci," she said, and he grinned. "By the way, your last movie was great."
"You saw it?"
He nodded. "Yes, with my girlfriend. Oh, speaking of …" He took something out of his bag again. This time it was a notepad. "My girlfriend, Isabelle, asked me to ask you to give her an autograph. I told her that I know you. Would you do that, Camille?"
She winked at him. "Well ... Actually, I'm not supposed to sign autographs in my free time, but because we two have known each other for so long, I'll make an exception."
He smiled and held the notepad out to her. She wrote her autograph on it and gave it back to Louis.
"Merci, Camille. Isabelle will be very happy about that."
"You're welcome."
He put the notepad back in his pocket and looked at his watch. He sighed. "Well, unfortunately I have to go. It was nice to see you, Camille."
"Likewise, Louis. Au revoir."
"Au revoir, Camille. See you next Saturday." He waved to her, then walked down the hall. Camille smiled and went back to her apartment. There she sat down in an armchair by the window and opened the newspaper. It was the same as always. Suffering and horror in the world dominated the front page and most of the newspaper. It was so sad. She leafed through the rest of the newspaper. However, there didn't seem to be anything spectacular today, apart from the terrible news in the world. But then a name caught her eye and the world suddenly stopped. She felt dizzy. She read the headline again. Maybe she was wrong:
Big Time Rush singer Logan Mitchell announces engagement!
No, Camille hadn't been wrong. Everything in her suddenly felt numb and empty.
Logan …
The memories came back. To distract herself from this, she looked in the article for the name of the person who must now be the happiest person in the world.
Peggy Young.
Peggy? Peggy who had moved to the Palm Woods for a short time years ago?
The Palm Woods ...
Logan ...
Peggy …
Engaged ...
"Mommy?"
Camille quickly put the newspaper aside. A second later, Mia entered the living room, her wonderful daughter. Camille smiled, walked up to her and hugged her. "Good morning, sweetheart. Did you sleep well?"
Mia nodded and returned the hug. "And you?"
"I slept great," Camille said, kissing her. "Are you hungry?"
"Yes!"
At breakfast, Mia told Camille what she had dreamed that night. Camille listened, laughed, and pretended that everything was fine. But she couldn't get this newspaper article out of her head. And while she was listening to Mia, she thought of Logan.
Logan, whom she hadn't seen in five years, who was now happily engaged and who didn't know that he had a four-year-old daughter named Mia ...