Page 46 of Love Unscripted
After that, Simon slowly began taking over every part of her life. He told her what to wear to premieres. How to answer interview questions. Which people she could trust.
At first she convinced herself it was protection, not control. He was older. More experienced. He was helping her navigate an industry designed to consume people like her. In many ways, he filled the emotional void left behind by her father.
Her mother, Rita, at first had been thrilled that such a wealthy, influential man had taken interest in her daughter’s career. But eventually her enthusiasm turned to concern. Simon was slowly edging her out—overriding her authority as Camille’s manager and inserting himself into every decision.
Camille dismissed her concerns.
“He just has my best interests at heart, Mama. You can’t deny that because of his guidance I’m everywhere now.”
Rita reluctantly admitted that part was true. But she still didn’t trust him.
Camille wanted Simon to divorce his wife. She never understood what kept delaying it, but there was always some explanation. Legal complications. Family pressure. Financial entanglements. He insisted Astrid could take most of his fortune if he wasn’t careful. Especially because they had children and no prenuptial agreement.
Then, almost three years into the affair, Camille discovered she was pregnant.
Hope bloomed inside her. She imagined Simon finally leaving Astrid. She imagined a home. A family. A future.
So she told him. But instead of joy, he panicked.
“This is bad, Camille. For both of us. The press would destroy you. And my wife can never find out about this. She would use it against me. She would take me to the cleaners in the divorce.” His voice sharpened. “You have to get an abortion.”
She stared at him, hollowed out.
“You want me to get rid of my child?”
He didn’t flinch. He simply changed tactics.
“I’m trying to protect you.”
“You have a career to think about.”
“You’ll thank me later.”
“You’re too young to be a mother anyway.”
“You’re about to reach the peak of your fame.”
And when she still hesitated, his voice hardened.
“If you go through with this, it’s over between us. I promise you that.”
That was the line that broke her.
The thought of losing Simon terrified her more than anything else.
So she chose Simon over her baby.
After the abortion, he came to her home warm and affectionate, as though everything was fine.
He held her in his arms and told her she had done the right thing. That he loved her. That he was proud of the sacrifice she’d made for him. He promised he would never forget her loyalty. He assured her the divorce from Astrid would be finalized soon and that afterward they would build a real life together. Have children together someday. And then he told her it hadn’t even been a real baby yet. Just a clump of cells.
But Camille barely heard him.
Nothing could have prepared her for what that decision to abort the baby did to her. It shattered something deep inside her—emotionally, spiritually, physically. Grief swallowed her whole. Days blurred together. Nights were worse.
One evening, Kelly—a quiet, kind-hearted Christian from the set—found Camille curled up in her trailer crying.
Kelly didn’t pressure her. Didn’t interrogate her. She simply sat beside her in silence for a while. Then, gently, she spoke about Christ. Before leaving, she pressed a worn little Bible into Camille’s hands.
