Chapter 272: Citizen’s Arrest
"Tell me—are you okay? Why weren’t you eating? Don’t you realize how dangerous that is for our baby? Did they hurt you in there?
Were they treating you right? Look at you, you’ve gotten so thin!" Greg’s words tumbled out in a rush, sharp with worry and guilt, as he hovered by Cammy’s bedside, gripping her hand like a lifeline.
Eve raised her palm between them like a referee stepping into the ring. "Whoa, cowboy. Slow down. She’s not ready for an interrogation," she teased, trying to lighten the heavy atmosphere. "Let the woman breathe before you bury her in questions."
Greg exhaled, a sheepish grin flickering on his face as he scratched the back of his neck. "Right. Sorry. I just... I needed to know."
Cammy gave him a small, tired smile, her voice hoarse but sincere. "It’s okay. I’m sorry, too. I should’ve taken care of myself better. But I couldn’t help it, Greg...
Every waking moment, I saw Dylan’s face—how terrified he looked when they tore him away from me." Her lips trembled, eyes glassy with unshed tears. "I can’t erase it."
Greg reached for her hand again, this time raising it gently to his lips. He kissed it softly, his touch trembling with emotion. "I should’ve been there. I failed you both... but I’m here now, Cammy. And I swear—on everything—I’m not leaving your side again. I’ll make this right."
He then turned to Eve, nodding gratefully. "Thank you for everything. For staying. Just give me today—and tomorrow, you can rest. I’ll take over. She’s in my hands now."
Eve smiled warmly. "You don’t need to thank me, Greg. Cammy’s my best friend. I’d walk through fire for her. But... you better keep your promise."
Then, with a pointed glance at Grace and Cammy, her tone cooled. "And while you’re playing hero, don’t forget to take care of your father... and deal with Monica."
Greg’s jaw tightened. He turned back to Cammy and knelt beside her. "I need you to know—there’s no going easy on Monica. She nearly ruined us. If Ric hadn’t told the truth..."