Before I was Camilla Alvarez, I was Hannah Davenport. Hannah's life was perfect. She had closets filled with designer clothes, shoes, and handbags. A house in the Hamptons, a chalet in Aspen, and more cars than she could drive in a month. She was essentially a trophy wife, and she played her part to a t. She was seen, and never heard, and in return her every wish was granted. She couldn't have asked for a better life, until she stumbled upon where her husband's money was really coming from. Hannah had to disappear, and that's where my story begins.
