The third point of view:

"God, that feels good," Eden groaned, falling on his back to the bed. He and Camille just had the craziest sex right now and God, the women knew how to bring him to heaven and back to earth.

"That was great," Camile acquiesced, snuggling up to him.

"You are one beautiful woman," Eden pulled away her sweaty lock of hair to get a clear view of her face.

"Really? You only just realized you married a beautiful woman?" she teased him, "Come here," Camille drew him closer and began to kiss him and he responded quite exuberantly.

Eden moved his lips against hers in synchronicity as if they were one in body and soul. She deepened the kiss, moaning and caressing the muscles of his arms, relishing the taste of him.

Eden pulled back and then his gaze roved down her body and stopped on her belly. There was a spark in his arms when his hands reached there, asking, "Any chances we hit a baby?"

"Silly," Camille laughed, "You know I'm on the pills,"

At the mention of the pill, Eden's expression completely changed and she noticed that.

The smile on her face dissolved as well as she got the point, "You didn't know? I thought I told you right before our wedding?"

"I didn't know and even if I did know, I didn't remember and assumed you will be off it since we're married and this is our honeymoon, you know?"

"Wait a minute," Camille's brows drew into a frown, "Are you low-key trying to tell me you want a baby?"

But Eden didn't answer directly, he asked her instead, "Don't you want a baby?"

"Of course, I do," She hugged his neck, "I'll be happy to have your child, our child," Camille corrected," He or she would look so good with your pretty eyes and my outstanding face," She attempted a dry joke which didn't elicit the response she wanted on Eden.

"But?" He probed.

"It's not the time, alright?"

"When is the time then? When we're all old and pregnancy becomes harder for you?"

"Honey, that's not what I'm trying to say," Camille tried to explain,

"I mean, we just got married, why don't we enjoy ourselves a bit more, just the both of us, before thinking of children - which by the way are a huge work,"

Eden spoke through gritted teeth, "I trained that huge work for eighteen years," He hinted to Anabelle.

"You know I don't mean it that way and speaking of which, we have Anabelle -"

"Who will be moving to college soon," He intercepted.

Eden scratched his scalp, "Honey, what's so hard about children. I'm here, I'm your husband, I would be with you every inch of the journey? So let's try for a kid alright?" he added, "Moreover, that's what Anabelle wants,"

But then, all of his words did nothing but added fuel to the already burning flame. Camille's lips tightened into a thin line, displeasure in her face as she asked, "Did you marry me for the sake of having kids?"

"Of course not," He abruptly denied that, yet she was not convinced.

Camille shook her head, "You say so, but your words say otherwise," and she got off the bed.

"Seriously, come on, Camille" Eden threw his hand up.

"You can have the bed all to yourself and maybe at the same time, find a woman to give you a child since your wife is unable to grant that request," she said with heavy sarcasm, picking her clothes wherever they had tossed it during their passionate course.

"What's so wrong that I want a child with you? You're my wife, Camille!"

"That's exactly it!" She emphasized, "That tone you use like it's my job or something that I must carry out. You don't even care about my point of view!"

"I care about your view Camille, I choose you to be my wife for Christ's sake! "

"Exactly. You choose me, you didn't love me,"

This time, Eden got off from the bed, putting on his shorts as he asked, "Are we seriously having this discussion now?"

"Maybe, it's indeed time we had it,"

Looking a bit decent, Eden walked up to her at his full height, looming over her, "I thought we shared an understanding from the very beginning? Camille, I promised that I would love you?"

"When?!"

"Camille..."

"Why do you think I don't want a baby? Do you think I don't want to give you a child?"

"Then make me understand!" Eden snapped.

"Because babies change things!" She snapped back.

"What?"

"This affection you give me now, do you think it would remain the same when a child comes? No, the baby would steal your heart - everyone's heart for that matter - including mine. And then your time and commitment would be shifted, it would be all about the baby; giving the child a safe home, food on the table, making sure it's comfortable, your affection, and time. And the next, it would be all about guiding and looking after the kid as he or she grows up. Then, there might be little or no time for intimacy for some time. Why? Because our baby needs us? Tell me then, when would there be time to grow this feeling between us if not now?" She said with deep emotion.

Eden was stunned, he had not actually thought about it that way. It was just that he felt like he was falling behind. Take a look at his cousin, Niklaus, and his wife Reina, they had a child already - not even one but two - and knowing his cousin well, they might be expecting another soon. But him? None.

Anabelle was lonely. He'd seen the envy in her eyes whenever she's with Niklaus' family; she wanted a sibling too. A companion. But then, would he let his want for a child ruin his marriage?

And yes, Camile had a good point.

Honestly, his heart was still pretty closed up. He wasn't head over heels in love with Maya anymore, but then it wasn't easy forgetting a second love. Losing a first and second love at an interval and trying to move on wasn't exactly an easy feat to accomplish.

Then you shouldn't have married her in the first place. Why try to use her to forget your past loves? Eden's subconscious chided him, guilt gnawing at his heart.

He had just thought that since he found Camille interesting, that he would fall in love immediately. Who knew trying to fall in love was going to be a huge work?

Moreover, why was he easily affected by Niklaus? He wasn't in competition with anybody. Perhaps, the faster he realized that the happier he would be.

At once, Eden decided to apologize to her for his lack of consideration when his phone rang.

"Hello? Eden speaking?" he picked up.

Camille was all dressed up and wanted to leave to get some air outside, but the sudden grim look on Eden's face gave her second thoughts.

"Alright, we'll be there," He hung up.

"What is it?"

"Someone just died and a river of blood is about to flow. We need to return home immediately to be on the safe side," He informed her subtly.

"Thank God," Camille breathed, "This honeymoon is fucked up anyway,"