Camilla's POV
"Is this because of Anya?"
Vincent looked at me without flinching. "No."
"Then what is it?" I sniffed. "Everything was fine. I was getting better. What changed?"
"Nothing changed," he said. "You're healing well and it's better for both of us if you recover at home. In your own space." He paused. "We should be living apart, Camilla."
I opened my mouth but my words were difficult to come out, I was genuinely surprised at the change of events.
He turned away from me before I could say anything. "Mrs. Ordell." He looked at the caregiver across the room. "Please take Ms. Camilla back to her apartment. Everything she needs is there."
Mrs. Ordell nodded and moved toward the wheelchair handles without looking at me.
I looked at Vincent's back as he walked toward his study, ph
