Chapter 91: The Gift

"Cam, can we fix this? Or are we both wasting our time?" Clayton asked seriously, his voice filled with melancholy. Camden looked into his eyes, seeing the pain and regret etched on his face. Her heart ached as she grappled with her conflicting emotions. "I don't know, Clayton," she replied with a deep sadness, her voice trembling. "You really messed everything up. Everything was so perfect, but then you ruined it," she said, her words filled with a mixture of anger and sorrow. Her heart broke all over again as she relived the pain he had caused her. "I know," he said, reaching out and taking her hand, gently stroking her fingers. She didn't resist, but she didn't reciprocate either. As he stroked her fingers he thought about how they had caressed his face before. These were the fingers that had tirelessly pumped air into his lungs until he had breathed again on his own. They were fingers that had gently combed through his hair in tender moments. His heart broke at the thought that the