Camilla stood by the doorway, a mischievous grin playing on her lips. “Disappointed?” she asked coldly. “I wasn’t the one you were expecting to see?”
Anna said nothing. She just stood there, staring at Camilla, unsure of what to say or how to react.
Camilla stepped into the room and quietly closed the door behind her. The soft click of the latch made Anna’s stomach tighten.
Camila’s heels tapped lightly against the floor as she moved farther in, her eyes drifting over every corner as if she were inspecting the room.
After pacing around for a moment, Camilla walked to the window where Anna stood. She stopped close to her, their shoulders almost touching.
“I knew I was right about you,” Camilla said, her eyes narrowing on Anna. “You’re a thief. I’ve seen your kind before. You steal, the
