Camille's POV

Under the stage lights and the deep bass that made the floor vibrate, I wasn't the betrayed woman. I was nothing but movement, strength, and control.

But after the final performance of the night, as the sweat cooled on my skin, reality came rushing back. The reality I'd been trying to pretend didn't exist.

I walked over to the bar to start my second shift. The place was packed. Lush attracted all kinds of people. Men in expensive suits looking to forget about the financial ma