Chapter 23

Camille’s POV

The scream ripped from my throat before I was fully awake, my body jackknifing upright in bed. Sweat soaked through my silk nightgown, heart hammering against my ribs like it might break through. For a moment, I didn’t know where I was, lost in the space between nightmare and reality.

Rose’s face, smiling as I drowned. Stefan watching from the shore, doing nothing. Their fingers intertwined as they witnessed my death, as casual as if they were watching a sunset.

“Ms. Kane?” A knock at my bedroom door. “Do you need assistance?”

The night guard. New guy. Torres or Torrez. I couldn’t remember his name. Victoria rotated security personnel regularly, another layer of protection in her perfectly orchestrated world.

“I’m fine,” I called back, voice steadier than I felt. “Just a dream.”

“Yes, ma’am. Dr. Reed has been notified as per protocol.”

Of course she had. Everything in Victoria’s mansion was monitored, measured, reported.