SCORNED EX WIFE Queen Of Ashes (Camille and Stefan)

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

CAMILLE'S POINT OF VIEW

The black car moved through morning fog, tires humming gainst wet roads. I stared out the window, watching trees blur into gray mist. Victoria sat beside me, her face a mask of calm, but her fingers tapped a n

"Where are we going?" I asked, breaking the silence that had stretched between us since we left the mansion Thirty

minutes ago. The papers making me

officially Camille Kane had been signed at dawn, the ink barely dry. Victoria's eyes stayed fixed on the passing landscape. "To meet someone important."

The car turned onto a narrow road lined with tall iron gates and stone walls. A cemetery. My stomach tightened. "Sophia?" I whispered.

Victoria nodded once, sharp and quick, like admitting pain "Today marks ten years since I lost her."

The cemetery was empty of visitors, kept private by security guards who nodded respectfully as our car passed. Ancient trees created a natural cathedral over graves that dated back centuries. This was no ordi

Our driver stopped at the end of a curving path. "We walk from here," Victoria said, gathering her bag and stepping out without waiting for help.

I followed her along a stone path that wound uphill toward secluded corner overlooking the city. The grass here was greener, the flowers fresher. Clearly tended with special care.

We stopped before a white marble headstone, simple yet elegant. Quality that whispered rather than shouted.

SOPHIA ELIZABETH KANE

BELOVED DAUGHTER

TAKEN TOO SOON

1990-2013

Below those words, a single line of poetry: "Some souls are too bright for this world."

Victoria placed white lilies by the stone, her movements practiced yet tender. I hung back, feeling like an intruder on this private grief.

"Come," she said, not looking at me. "She would want to meet you."

I stepped forward,

uneasy. What do you say to a grave of someone you never knew? Someone whose death made your

new life possible?

Victoria knelt despite her expensive sult, uncaring about grass stains or dirt. "Hello, my darling," she said, touching the carved letters of Sophia's name. "I've brought someone to meet you." just cold.

The wind picked up, sanding, fallen leaves dancing around 1 zipped my jacket higher, shivering from more than

"Tell me about her," I said. "The real story, not the public rsion."

Victoria was

quiet so long I thought she wouldn't answer. When she spoke, her voien

Chapter 10

her age. But she was also kind, which I failed to teach her." A

with Oliver Preston. Old money, old connections. Handsome, charming, seemed perfect. His

good enough.

Built everything. They came from

them."

sting of rejection echoed in my chest. Always being

I asked, though

when she died. Car crash on a mountain road. Brake lines cut." Victoria's voice turned to ice. "Police called it an accident. I

brushing dirt from her knees. "The Prestons celebrated quietly. Their son free to marry

someone from

look in her eyes made me shiver again. This wasn't griel anymore, but something harder.

lost at sea. Mysterious audits. Computer systems failing. Nothing that could

Victoria's smile

"Oliver married the girl they chose. Three months later, he jumped from his penthouse. Left a note confessing he'd known about the brake

treasures auctioned. The Preston name forgotten by society that once bowed to

About being smarter. About taking what matters most to those who hurt you," She opened

brings us to

to me.

"What is it?"

eyes were steady on mine.

slowly. "You want

Every mernury, attachment, and weakness of your old life. Everything that was Camille Lewis must

chest in my hands,

who you need to be while clinging to who you were," Victoria continued. "The

wood. "And If

now.

and I help you start somewhere new, with a

softened slightly. There's no shame in that

on me. Step forward or back. Choose power or

I opened the box.

waiting. Like the future stretching before me, a blank

Inside was all I had left of my old life. The few things I'd grabbed before leaving the

carats, princess cut. "Not your style, dear, but it's what a Rodriguez wife should wear." I stared at it, remembering the

sound it made hitting the bottom was strangely

bracelet my parents had given me for my sixteenth birthday. Each charm representing some achievement of mine they'd actually noticed. So few compared to Rose's overflowing trophy shelf. "Your

said. "Your

joined

stack of photos came next. Me as a

all by myself. Me at my wedding, smiling so hopefully. A family Christmas, all of us posed perfectly for a card no

"The stories you told yourself

the box like fallen

my driver's license, credit cards, social security card. The

whispered. "Who they told you to

too went into the chest. I

strange lightness spreading through

silver key. "Are you certain? Once locked, this chest will

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