"You did ... what?!" Jo asked, completely surprised. Camille looked around to see if Carlos or Mia were around, then sighed and turned back to Jo and Alexa. "We didn't plan that. It ... just happened."

"Okay. So, Peggy broke up with him. Then Logan called you, you went to him and … what happened then?"

Camille sighed again. "He wasn't feeling well. He was drunk. We talked and then there was a kiss, which then became more."

"And after he fell asleep, you left?" Alexa asked.

"I left a note for him. But he probably can't remember anything."

"And ... how was it?" Jo asked innocently. She and Alexa looked at Camille curiously, which got on her nerves. Nevertheless, she replied, "If you really need to know: Nothing has changed. It was great."

Now the two grinned meaningfully. Luckily, she got a text at that moment. "Speaking of the devil," she murmured, what Jo and Alexa didn't miss. "Logan?" They asked at the same time. Camille nodded. "He wants to meet me."

Camille found Logan in the park where the first meeting was supposed to take place. When he saw her, he smiled ashamed and held out a bouquet of flowers to her. "I'm sorry."

Camille smiled and took the flowers. "Do you feel better?"

He grimaced. "Well ... this morning I felt like my head was going to explode at any moment. But yes, I'm better."

"Is your apology the only reason you wanted to see me?"

He shook his head. "In the note you left me, you wrote if I wanted to talk, you would be there for me. Well, I'm ready to talk if you have the time."

Camille sat down on the bench and looked at Logan curiously. "Tell me."

He smiled, sat down next to her, and thought about how to start. "About last night ..."

Camille shook her head. "Forget it."

"Not so easy ... Did you tell someone?"

"I told Jo and Alexa that we slept together."

"And this ... other thing?"

"I didn't say anything about that."

He nodded. "Thank you. It will definitely not happen again. At least that's what I hope."

They were silent for a few minutes, until Camille finally said, "Maybe you should talk to Peggy."

Logan shook his head. "Of course I could talk to her, but that wouldn't help. We both know the truth and it can't be changed." He looked into her eyes and she sighed. "Logan … maybe we can get back together someday. But first there is something much more important to clarify. Did yesterday's incident change your mind? Do you still want to meet Mia?"

He looked puzzled. "Of course."

Camille was relieved and promised to arrange a meeting as soon as possible.

When Camille put Mia to bed in the evening, she sat down on the bed next to Mia and asked, "How do you like the holidays so far?"

"It's great, Mommy. Carlos, Lex and Jo are so nice. I really like them."

Camille smiled and stroked her daughter's hair. "Tell me, princess, do you remember what I said about your daddy?"

Mia nodded. "Yes, Mommy."

"Do you still want to meet him?"

Mia's eyes widened. "Did you met him?"

Camille nodded. "Yes, I did. And he wants to meet you too. Should I invite him?"

"Yes!" Mia jumped up and hugged Camille stormily. Camille laughed. But then Mia looked worriedly at her mother. "Mommy, do you think he'll like me?"

Camille smiled. "He won't just like you, my angel. He'll love you."

"Really?"

"Of course," Camille assured her, kissing her. "Time to sleep, honey." When she was on the way to the door, Mia asked, "Mommy, will you and my daddy be a couple again? Like Louis and Isabelle? Or Carlos and Lex?"

Camille sighed. "We will see, honey. We will see …"