Camilla's POV
"Ms. Camilla, allow me to present the CEO of Spike Industries, Gerald Spike," the hiring manager announced with professional enthusiasm.
The words hit me like a physical blow, stealing the breath from my lungs.
My composure crumbled instantly. I felt my face drain of color as my lips fell open in shock, my mouth suddenly parched as though every drop of moisture had evaporated in a single devastating moment. If only he had been anyone else. Some anonymous office worker shuffling through cubicles, or maybe just another corporate drone grinding through meetings. Then I could have filed away our encounter under "regrettable decisions" and buried it deep enough that it would never surface again.
Instead, this nightmare was unfolding before my eyes.
