A painful demise

Author's POV 

James Caldwell watched his only daughter walk out of the room without so much as a glance over her shoulder. In his hands were the pieces of his beloved picture of them.  

The one picture he had held on to for twenty-two years. He was on his knees, the carpet burned through his pants, eating at his aching and weary skin. A tear slid down the older man's cheek, and then others followed.  

"Camille!" He yelled, perhaps as a last-ditch effort to stop his daughter from making what he thought was a mistake.  

He was her father, for goodness sake. He knew better.  

But his dear daughter would not listen. She never did. When her mother died years ago, leaving him with Camille, a guru in every technology but not in kids, He had hoped and prayed for an easy journey.  

But things were never easy when it came to Cam