Camille's POV

When I stopped, surrounded by whistles, cheers, and applause, I didn't move. I just stared at Caesar, who was staring right back at me.

Fabian approached him and whispered something in his ear. Caesar listened without taking his eyes off me.

Someone else came over and spoke to him too. One of Lush's security guards.

The realization came far too slowly. My rehire. The fact that they'd agreed to let me do the show. The sale of Lush. Fabian dodging my questions.

With my eyes