James sat down next to her and was silent for several seconds. "So ... you're back."
"Yeah, it looks like that."
"What did the others tell you about me?"
She looked at him with raised eyebrows. "Nothing. They weren't sure which side you were on."
James sighed. "I ... I think I was just insulted. I mean, you didn't even say goodbye. And it was somehow easier to be angry than to be sad."
"Yes, I understand," she said softly.
"How's Logan?"
"He was sleeping when we were with him. It will probably stay that way for the rest of the day."
There was silence again between them.
"Your daughter … Mia … she really looks just like you. Of course I already knew that because Logan showed us a photo of her, but … wow."
Camille smiled slightly. "Thank you."
"By the way, your movies were really great," he said appreciatively.
She looked at him in surprise. "You saw them?"
He grinned. "Of course."
"I've thought of the old days a lot over the past few years. Do you remember when we were at this audition for "The Witches of Rodeo Drive"?"
He nodded with a smile.
"And unlike me, you got the part. But you rejected it because of me."
He raised his eyebrows. "You knew I got the part?"
She nodded. "You know, a lot of people say that you are selfish. But in truth you're a really great friend."
"Well, what can I say? I'm awesome."
She had to laugh and she realized how much she had missed him.
"Do you remember when I thought I had a crush on a mermaid?"
"Yes, of course."
"You always helped us with complicated situations. Even during our prom."
"Oh god, yes. I think, we will never forget this night."
"There are many things that we will probably never forget. For example ... our kiss."
She sighed. "Yes."
"I think it was the first time Logan wanted to beat someone up."
Camille was silent.
"He shouldn't have broken up with you."
"We weren't ready. There was too much fear and insecurity between us."
"But you're ready now, aren't you?"
"Yes, I think so."
"I'm glad you're back, Cam."
"Me too," she replied, hugging him. He returned the hug and then said, "Come on, I'll drive you to Carlos."
"Kendall didn't do that on purpose," James said as he stopped the car in front of the house. Camille nodded. "I know."
"Well, maybe that will finally make him realize how stupid he was."
"We'll see." She hesitated for a moment. "I'd like to introduce you to my daughter, but it's just not the right time to do it."
"Don't worry, I understand that."
She nodded and got out. "Take care."
"You too." He waved to her and drove away.
When Camille entered the house, Alexa came up to her immediately.
"Carlos told me what happened," she said, looking at Camille's wound.
"It's not that bad, Lex. Where's Mia?"
"In her room."
Camille knocked on the door and entered the room. Mia sat on the floor, coloring.
"Hi, honey. Everything okay?"
Mia looked up and nodded. "Yes, I'm coloring a picture for Log ... for Daddy."
"He'll like that," Camille said, sitting down on the bed. "Mia, when we were in the hospital, you said "Daddy" to Logan ... We talked about it before. Did you say that because you wanted it or did you feel like you had to say that?"
Mia looked at her helplessly. "I didn't think about it, Mommy. I just said it. He's my daddy."
Camille nodded. "Yes, that's true. But you don't have to put yourself under pressure. If you want to call him "Daddy", that's okay. But if you're not ready for it, that's okay too."
"I love him very much."
"He loves you too, honey. We'll visit him again tomorrow."
Mia smiled happily, but then that smile suddenly disappeared from her face. "Mommy, you're hurt."
"It's not as bad as it looks, Mia. I just tripped over something and then fell. It's all right."
Mia nodded slowly. "Okay."
Camille smiled and stood up. "I'm going to let you continue coloring. Then you can give Logan the picture tomorrow."
Mia looked a little happier again. Camille kissed her and then left the room. She didn't like the fact that she had to lie to her daughter. And maybe it would be better if she didn't tell Logan the truth either. At least for now.