CHAPTER 51

SEBASTIAN'S ATTIC — NIGHT

Sebastian closed the door behind him with a loud click.

Camilla looked up from the sofa, a glass of wine in her hand, her eyes already sharp. "What's that look?"

"That look," he said slowly, "I'm realizing that my wife may have destroyed what little we had left."

She scoffed. "Don't be so dramatic."

"No," she blurted out. "You just don't." He threw his phone down on the table between them. The headlines stared at her. "The board tore it apart today. The doct