Blanche's POV
I was still gathering myself when a sweet, thrilled voice echoed from inside the house.
"Aunt Blanche, you're back!" Camila yelled.
After I steadied myself and glanced up, I spotted a small, bouncing figure racing straight toward me.
My heart warmed instantly. I crouched down, spread my arms wide, and prepared to catch Camila.
Camila sprinted over and launched herself directly into my embrace.
"Aunt Blanche, I've missed you so, so much! You're finally home!" Camila exclaimed, her voice overflowing with joy.
Camila coiled herself around my neck, her small face pressing against my cheek repeatedly, like a tiny kitten seeking affection.
My heart completely melted. I drew Camila into a tender embrace, my eyes stinging as tears began to fall. Voice breaking, I whispered, "I'm sorry, Camila. It's my fault I returned home so late."
