Chapter 220

• ELORA
• I woke up with a strange mixture of excitement and dread sitting heavy in my chest. For the first time in weeks, I felt like I had a purpose again. I’d made up my mind the night before—I was going to take every bit of evidence I had gathered and deliver it to the board of Grayson Empires myself. No intermediaries. No trusting the wrong hands again. Not after what Ethan did.
• I rolled out of bed and dragged myself into the bathroom. The steam from the hot shower clung to the mirror as I stood under the water, letting it run over my skin like it could wash away all the past regrets. After drying off, I opened my wardrobe and pulled out the beautiful burgundy dress Rowen had bought for me. Silk. Off-shoulder. Hugged my waist in the right places and made my legs look longer than they were. It felt like armor.