“One… two… three…”
Between counts, she spoke to him as if her voice could tether him to life.
“I’m here,” she whispered. “Don’t you leave. Not like this.”
Her words hit Damian harder than any betrayal ever had.
In that moment, Damian realized he wasn’t watching a performance. He was watching grief. Real, raw grief, the kind that did not care about money, status, or power.
Sophie wasn’t reacting to a CEO.
She was reacting to a human being she could not bear to lose.
And Damian couldn’t take it anymore.
He opened his eyes.
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