Camille stood in front of the kindergarten and waited for Mia to come out. Two weeks had passed. Two weeks in which Camille had almost resigned herself to the fact that Logan and Peggy were engaged. Finally Mia appeared with many other children. Camille could see that something was wrong. Usually her daughter ran cheerfully towards her and immediately started talking about her day. But today Mia was walking slowly towards her, thinking about something. As lively and cheerful as Mia was, she could be quiet and thoughtful if she had a problem. Mia reached Camille and hugged her in greeting, but not as stormily as usual.

"Hello, honey. Is everything ok?"

"Yes, Mommy," Mia said absently, climbing into the car.


For the rest of the day, the mood was depressing. Camille knew there was no point in asking Mia what was going on. Mia could be quite stubborn at times. Even when Camille put her to bed that evening, Mia still didn't want to talk. Camille went into the living room and sat down on the couch. She closed her eyes and thought about the past ...


*Flashback*

The Palm Woods, five years ago:

"You can't be serious!"

Logan looked angrily and disappointed at Camille. Camille's good mood abruptly disappeared. She had received fantastic news that morning and had been waiting impatiently all day for Logan to finally come back from the studio so that she could tell him the good news. But his reaction wasn't what Camille expected. She had thought he might be sad, but would still be happy for her. But she had obviously been wrong on this point.

"Yes, I'm serious, Logan."

Logan shook his head and turned away from her.

"Logan, I know it won't be easy. But we can do it together."

He shook his head again. "I can't do that, Camille. France ... that's too far away."

"But as long as we love each other, distance doesn't matter."

He didn't answer.

"Please, Logan, don't make me choose between you and my career."

For a moment, he just stood there, looking at her. There was so much sadness and pain in his eyes that it broke her heart. Then he walked up to her, pressed her against the wall and kissed her passionately. "Don't leave me."

Her eyes filled with tears that ran down her cheeks. He kissed the tears away as his hands moved over her body.

"Logan …" She wanted to enjoy his touch, wanted to be loved by him. But she knew it wouldn't happen. "Logan, I ..."

"It's okay, baby," he said, kissing her neck. It was getting harder and harder to resist him. With the last of her strength, she managed to push him away. "Logan, stop it!"

Tears ran down his face, forcing Camille's heart to break a second time.

"Goodbye, Camille." Then he left the apartment. The second he closed the door, Camille collapsed. She sank to the floor and started to cry ...