Not Enough

(Camilla’s POV) [Four Months Later] "I promise, Timmy, I'll buy you all the toy cars you want," I say, kneeling down to meet the little boy's wide, hopeful eyes. He smiles, his gap-toothed grin lighting up his face. "Just tell me what kind you like." I heard from the nuns that this little boy is the only one not impressed with all the toys I bought for them. Of course, as a billionaire, I can't allow that to happen. I want everyone to be happy in this orphanage. I have to admit that I don't really have a good taste in selecting toys. I should have let my bodyguard pick them instead of me. Timmy rattles off a list of cars, his voice filled with excitement, each one more fantastical than the last. I listen patiently, my mind drifting, a familiar ache settling in my chest. Ever since what happened between me and Kalel, I found solace in donating in orphanages like this one. It was the only purpose I thought I had left. I got scared to fall in love again, and I don't think I’m ready to ope