The celebration was in full swing when Aaron led Raina through the grand hall. Music drifted softly from a live ensemble, and the air carried the scent of expensive wine and fresh orchids.

Aaron, ever the gentleman, guided Raina to a quieter corner before excusing himself to fetch drinks. “I’ll be right back,” he said with a reassuring smile, his hand lingering against hers for a second longer than necessary. Then he disappeared into the crowd.

Left on her own, Raina inhaled slowly, ...