Camilla pov...
I woke up to grey light filtering through the curtains.
Lucian was still asleep. I kissed him softly.
I turned to the clock.
No. 12:59?
The launch was today. I needed to be strong. I was supposed to be early.
I had overslept.
I threw off the blanket and rushed to the bathroom. The shower was quick. The water was cold. I did not wait for it to warm.
I dressed in a black skirt and a white blouse. Professional. Safe. I looked at myself in the mirror. Pale. Tired. My eyes were red from crying the night before.
Stop. Focus. Today is important.
I braided my hair. I pinched my cheeks. I put on lipstick.
Oh. I look sick.
Then I walked out.
Sophia was already in the hallway, carrying a tray.
"Good morning, Camilla. You're up early."
"I overslept. I have to go." I frowned. "Why didn't you wake me?"
"You should eat something first." She held out the tray. Tea. Toast. A small bowl of fruit.
"No time." I walked past her.
