[Camilla]
I woke up with a smile stretching across my face before I even opened my eyes.
“Good morning, beautiful people,” I said to the empty room, my voice still rough with sleep. I stretched luxuriously against the silk sheets, feeling absolutely spectacular. “You’re watching a day in the life of Camilla Quinn, and let me tell you—I L. O. V. E. my life.”
Sunlight was streaming through the gauze curtains, painting everything in soft golden light. The kind of perfect morning that felt almost staged, like the universe itself was celebrating with me.
And why shouldn’t it? Everything had gone exactly according to plan.
Better than planned, actually.
I sat up and caught my reflection in the vanity mirror across the room. Even with bedhead and no makeup, I looked good. Practically glowin
