Leaning down, she placed a tender kiss on his forehead. "Get some rest. I'll leave you be."

With Morrison having plans later in the afternoon and only a brief morning break available, Laura quietly exited the room, softly closing the bedroom door behind her.

Along the way, she retrieved her phone from her pocket and dialed Camila's number.

At that moment, Camila was outside with Bowen in the yard.

Bowen seemed uncertain about how to move his feet, often ending up on the ground.

Camila was quick to catch him each time, mindful of the potential for injury on the hard surface, even though it was covered with a blanket.

“Someone's calling you, Mila," Rowena informed Camila as she approached with Camila's phone in hand.

Balancing Bowen in her arms, Camila accepted the phone and asked, "Who?"

"Laura," Rowena replied.

"Hello, Laura," Camila greeted, answering the call.

"I need to tell you something, and you need to brace yourself,”

Laura began, her tone grave.

She knew she couldn't keep this from Camila any longer; it was better to prepare her now.

Camila's mind raced with apprehension, recalling their previous conversation.

"Is it about Aldrin? Please, tell me!" she implored anxiously.

"He broke the law," Laura revealed.

Camila gripped the phone tightly, her thoughts spinning as she struggled to remain calm. "What did he do? Is it serious?"

"Yes," Laura's voice confirmed, flat and serious.

Camila took a deep, shaky breath. “How bad is it?" she managed to ask.

Laura's expression mirrored the gravity of the situation. “It could be life-threatening."