Camilla's POV
The security guard held the lobby door open for me politely, and I walked out onto the pavement and stood there in the midday sun and felt the full weight of what had just happened settle across my shoulders.
Thrown out.
Rachel Horton had called security and had me walked out of her building like I was a problem to be managed. Like I was nobody, the years I had spent navigating that family, protecting my position, removing obstacles, like none of it had produced anything worth respecting.
Who did she think she is?
My chest heaved and tightened the more I thought about it. She was judging me. She of all people should understand where I was coming from. I love Vincent and I was willing to do anything to get his attention just like she was, always whining back then how she
