Camilla’s pov
After I had cried to Vincent in that sterile hospital corridor, I sat alone in the back of my car and realized that my tears did not change anything at all.
This Vincent who stood before me now did not remember a single detail about our past. He did not remember the passionate relationship we used to have before his accident, so I didn't think that my emotional breakdowns would affect him in any meaningful way anymore. My tears were completely useless against his new, detached billionaire persona. I knew with absolute certainty that now that the medical test had been officially done, I had to work incredibly fast before the hospital staff processed the blood sample and found out that I was not actually pregnant.
I ordered my driver to turn the vehicle around and head stra
