The floor rose toward me. Dante caught me before my knees struck the tile. I fought him with every fragment of strength left in my body.The floor rose toward me. Dante caught me before my knees struck the tile. I fought him with every fragment of strength left in my body.

eyes but lacked his practiced warmth.
Her expression remained clinical as she watched me enter with Lily.
Dante arrived alone.
No guards.
No black convoy.
No men whispering into radios.
He wore a charcoal suit and carried one folder.
Reporters crowded the hallway, but the judge prohibited cameras.
Victor had leaked the petition anyway.
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