SCORNED EX WIFE Queen Of Ashes (Camille and Stefan)

Chapter 77

Chapter 77

Rain pounded against the windows of Camille's office, matching her mood as she stared at the notification on her phone. The message was brief: her parents were waiting in the lobby. No warning, no call ahead. They had simply shown up, expecting her to drop everything and see them.

Some things never changed.

"Ms. Kane?" Rebecca stood in the

doorway, her expression concerned. "Your... the Lewises are downstairs. They're insisting on seeing you."

Camille set down her pen, her fingers surprisingly steady despite the storm brewing inside her. "How long have they been waiting?"

"Almost an hour. They refuse to leave without speaking to you."

Of course they did. Margaret and Richard Lewis had always believed doors should open for them, that their demands warranted immediate attention. Even now, after everything that had happened, they expecte "Send them up in fifteen minutes," Camille said, turning back to her computer. "Not a second earlier."

Rebecca nodded and disappeared, leaving Camille alone with thoughts she had tried to bury since the Phoenix Gala. Unlike with Stefan, whose visit she had

anticipated and prepared for, this confrontation caught her off guard. She had hoped her parents would respect her wishes, would understand that some bridges couldn't be rebuilt.

But hope had always been her weakness where family was concerned.

Camille stood and walked to the window, watching raindrops race down the glass. The

sky had turned nearly black, thunder rumbling in the distance. A perfect backdrop for the scene about to unfold.

Fifteen minutes later, Rebecca's voice came through the intercom. "They're here, Ms. Kane."

"Send them in," Camille replied, remaining by the window, her back to the door.

She heard them enter, heard her mother's sharp intake of breath, heard her father clear his throat, that familiar sound that had always preceded his lectures. Camille didn't turn around.

"Camille," her mother's voice broke on her name. "Please look at us."

Slowly, Camille turned. They looked smaller somehow, diminished. Her mother's carefully maintained appearance showed

cracks, hair not quite perfect, makeup slightly smudged from the rain or perhaps tears. Her father

stood straight as always, but new lines marked his face, and his eyes held none of their usual confidence.

"Why are you here?" Camille asked, her voice flat.

"Because you're our daughter," her father said, as if that explained everything, as if the word "daughter" still meant anything between them.

added, taking a step forward. "Ever since the gala, we've been trying to process

Camille finished for her. "How I became someone new? Or how

of it. Please, Camille. We need to

Chapter 77

the solid

her father insisted, moving closer. We're your

humor. "Is

straightened his shoulders. "We had no idea what Rose had done. How could we possibly have

That she had manipulated both of "We didn't believe it because it seemed impossible," her mother said, tears spilling onto her cheeks. "Rose has been part of our family since she was thirteen. We raised her, loved

Camille cut in. "You adopted a teenager who

gift of love. And you didn't just

true," her father protested, but the doubt

an A-, you asked why it wasn't an A. When Rose wore something you didn't approve of, it was 'expressing

had bled her confidence dry. "And it wasn't just when we were young. When I told you Stefan was

"You didn't. And deep down, you know

broken only by the thunder outside

his voice rough. "We've made terrible mistakes. Unforgivable ones. But you're alive,

that's a second chance, a miracle. Can't we at

asked. "The fact that you never truly saw me? That you believed the worst of me and the best of Rose, no matter the evidence? That when I needed you most, you abandoned me

your death, it

us. We've spent the last year living with the knowledge that our last conversation with you was an argument, that you died believing

not dead, you want absolution." Camille's voice remained steady, though her heart pounded painfully in her chest. "You want me to tell you it's okay, that I forgive you, so you can sleep at night "We want

night in the parking garage. The woman standing before you is someone

mother shook her head fiercely. "You might have

our child. Nothing can change

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Yes, she was my executioner. But you handed her the

parents flinched as

the daughter you truly wanted, you gave her more power to hurt me. You taught her that Camille walked back to the window, watching lightning streak across the darkened sky. "When Stefan gave me those divorce papers, do you know why I didn't come to you? Because I already

I finally did tell you about his affair with Rose, that's exactly what happened. You defended them both. You questioned

word Camille spoke was

said, a hint of gentleness entering

deep. This isn't a Hollywood movie where the estranged family has a tearful reunion and everything is magically healed. Real life doesn't work that way." "So that's it?" her father asked, his voice breaking. "Twenty six years of family

taken from me," Camille replied. “The night I discovered my husband

me in a parking garage and left me for dead. The night

moved back to her desk, signaling that the conversation was ending. "I don't hate you. I don't wish you ill. I simply don't have room in my new life for people who couldn't love me as I deserved to be loved." "Please," her mother begged, rising from the chair. "Just

spent my entire life trying

your love.

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