Camille crouched beneath a table with three young women in evening gowns, all sobbing in terror. The second explosion had blocked their path to the main exit with burning debris.
"Listen to me," Camille said firmly, her voice cutting through their panic. "There's another way out. Through the service corridor. But we need to stay low and move fast."
The women nodded, their faces streaked with tears and soot.
"Follow me," Camille ordered. "Stay close. Cover your mouth with your dress if you can."
They crawled from under the table into the thickening smoke. Camille led them along the perimeter of the room, away from the worst of the flames. Her eyes burned. Her lungs screamed for clean air. But she pushed forward, guiding the terrified women toward safety.
The service door appeared through the smoke, its outline barely visible. Camille reached it first, pulling it open to reveal a relatively clear corridor beyond.
"Go!" she urged the women. "Straight ahead. You'll reach an exit in thirty seconds."
As the last woman stumbled through, Camille turned back to the ballroom. Were there others still trapped? Anyone she had missed?
A third explosion rocked the building, this one closer than the others. The force of
it sent Camille flying backward into the wall. Pain exploded across her back and shoulder. Her vision blurred.
When it cleared, she saw the ceiling directly above her beginning to crack. In seconds, it would collapse.
Camille tried to move, but her body refused to respond. The smoke was too thick now. Each breath brought more pain than air.
So this was how it would end. Not in victory over Rose, but buried beneath the rubble of her triumph.
As consciousness began to fade, Camille thought she heard someone calling her name. A familiar voice, desperate and determined.
"Alexander?" she whispered, the word lost in the roar of the flames.
Then strong arms were around her, lifting her from the floor. A voice close to her ear saying, "I've got you. Stay with me."
Alexander had found her. Even through the smoke and flames and chaos, he had found her.
As he carried her toward safety, Camille's last thought before darkness claimed her was that Rose had failed again. Failed to destroy what mattered most.
Because even in this moment of destruction, she was not alone.
***
the building, their lights painting the night in flashes of red and blue. Paramedics treated injured guests on the plaza. Police officers established a perimeter. Firefighters battled
sign
her phone so tightly her knuckles had turned white. She had
you don't let me out of this car right now, I will ensure you never work in security
Victoria's driver pointed
what appeared to be a body. As they moved closer, Victoria recognized Alexander, his face blackened with soot, his clothing torn
Victoria's heart stopped.
past Curtis to
admit, and hurried toward Alexander. As she approached, she saw Camille's eyes flutter
them. "Smoke inhalation. Some burns. Maybe a concussion from
touched Camille's face with trembling fingers. "Camille? Can you
focused on Victoria, recognition dawning. "You... should be... in the car," she
was half sob escaped Victoria's lips. "And you should have followed me out. We
placed Camille on it, reluctant to
Victoria told him. "I'll follow in the
Camille as the paramedics began
suddenly aware of the weight of her own exhaustion. The excitement, the fear, the relief, all of it came crashing down at once.
one step, then another.
edged her vision. The
Then nothing.
her face, monitors beeping steadily around her. Alexander sat beside her, holding her
pulling
taking her
to sit up, panic giving her strength. "What happened?
after seeing you were safe. Could be exhaustion, could be smoke inhalation, could be..." He didn't
The disease that was
be with her," Camille insisted, trying again
didn't stop her. "The ambulances are heading to the same
but keeping hold of
wing is
Many injured, but most guests got out
eyes, picturing the beautiful ballroom in flames, the charity gala turned to ash, all her hard work destroyed in
Rose hadn't taken what mattered most. Camille was alive. Alexander
survive too. She
throwing them sideways. Camille heard the driver curse, then the
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