Confession by Design

Camille's lips curved into a cold smile. "Does my identity matter now, Tristan? I remember every single cruel thing you did to me."

She turned to leave.

But Talia, who had been waiting downstairs, rushed over to block her path.

"Nadia, wait. I need to talk to you." Talia stood beside her, radiating anger.

Camille frowned and took a quick step back, her disgust plain on her face. "If you have somet