That night, Camella laid on her bed. She felt empty and lonely. She tries to close her eyes and sleep but when she closes those eyes, she sees Andre. When she opens them, she thinks about him.
She stood up and took her teddy bear with her. She went to her nanny's bedroom, it was on the lower floor and knocked. Nanny was already fast asleep. She knocked for the second and then third time before she heard her answer.
“Who's at the door?” Sarah asked, wiping her eyes as if that was capable of sending the sleep away. Who is at her door at this time, isn't it quite late already?
“It's me nanny” Camella replied, relief flushing through her mind. She thought the nanny wasn't going to wake up after knocking on her door for the third time. She had given up and was going to go when she now responded.
“Camella?” Sarah called, surprise registered on her face. She turned on the bedside lamp and glanced at the clock, it was almost midnight. What is wrong, why isn't she sleeping already?
She stood up and went to get the door. She opened it and saw her dear Camella by the door, glancing down at her fingers. Nanny sighed softly and said “What is wrong Camella, it's late already”
Nodding her head, she responded “I'm sorry to wake you up nanny. I just couldn't sleep so I thought of coming…” Camella was blabbering, her voice shaking like a child who was afraid of being scolded when Sarah interrupted her.
“Come in already” she instructed and stepped aside to allow Camella to walk in. She shut the door behind her and brought her to sit on the bed while pouring herself a glass of water from the bedside jug.
“Tell me what's bothering you. Did you try taking your pills?” Sarah asked. There were pills that her doctor prescribed for her and anytime she doesn't get to sleep early, she takes it and it knocks her off so easily.
“Yes, nanny. I took two pills instead of the recommended one pill and I still couldn't sleep. Can I stay in your room overnight and sing me a lullaby?” Camella requested.
“Sure, I'll sing you to sleep but…” she paused, staring at her daughter. At this time, it appears Sarah's eyes were devoid of sleep. It was clear and fixed intently on Camella.
Camella raised her head sharply and stared at the nanny. Why is there a ‘but’ before she would allow her to spend the night in her room? Does she want to place a condition that she would not be able to grant?
But seeing the inquisitive eyes of Camella, nanny smiled and said “it's not a big deal my child. I just want you to tell me what's in your mind, what was capable of depriving my beautiful daughter of a peaceful night's rest” she asked.
Camella sighed softly and said “nothing nanny, just getting worked up by the refusal of my mind to rest. My mind just keeps working and I can't sleep” she flippantly responded.
“Oh” nanny mumbled and quickly added “Your mind is working hmmm…this is serious” she commented and Camella became confused. What exactly is the nanny thinking now? It's not her, it's her mind that kept working, thinking of Andre alone.
“Worried about the company and the unfinished work right?” Sarah asked, staring intently at her daughter. She'd known Camella for as long as she'd been living. All these years, she'll always come to her to seek advice and a shoulder to lean on.
“No nanny, it's not the work and it definitely has nothing to do with the company it's…” Camella trailed off. What the heck, is she going to tell the nanny that the thought of Andre deprived her of sleep?
Sarah knew and a quick smile spread across her face and almost immediately, disappeared. She had been observing lately how her daughter was so concerned about a certain person. It was already giving her reasons to be suspicious of her feelings.
“If it's not about work or the company, why do you relate it to the mind? If I guess, I would say this is a matter of the heart and not the other way round. Think about it intently, it's your heart dear” Sarah expounded.
“What do you mean?” Camella asked. When did the nanny suddenly become an analyser that she knows what is ,mind and heart related issues and what concerns which?
“What?” Sarah exclaimed, acting feigned.
“You couldn't sleep because your heart is being affected by thoughts and feelings that are undeniable. You are concerned about someone, a certain person, you suddenly feel attracted to the person right?” Sarah asked and Camella was quiet.
Seeing that Camella didn't respond, she knew she'd guessed right. How then can she relate it to the mind? This is purely a thing of the heart. But she had to make her agree that she's right.
“Your silence is also an answer. Then remain silent as I tell you how you're feeling right at this moment. You couldn't sleep because the thoughts of him have filled your innocent heart and spread all over your subconscious.
If you close your eyes, you dream about him.
When you are around him, you feel safe, happy and secure and the opposite happens when you are not with him.
You always want to see him. You want to hold him, his hands, in an embrace, you are willing to share everything with him. He suddenly becomes your idol.
You want to right every wrong you've done to him so that he doesn't remember it anymore.
You want to see him and all that you care about right now, is seeing him happy. You want to see him smile all day and be the woman by his side to give him more reasons to continually smile.
Tell me Camella if I am wrong, now tell me, my child?” She demanded and Camella bowed her head and wouldn't raise her head
How did her nanny know all these things going on in her mind? She hadn't discussed anything about it with her, how did she know?
“Again, your silence has answered my question. This can only mean that you are obsessed with Andre Torello. He is the person, he is the man that has filled your heart and thought and occupies your dreams as well”
Camella sighed and gently climbed into the bed. She found no words to revert. That's the truth, she's obsessed with Andre and she doesn't want to let him or anyone know about it.
But then, Nanny's next words made her suddenly go still.
“You're in love, Camella, you're in love with him”