After her speech, Thalia sat gracefully on the stage, the spotlight tracing the sharp curve of her jaw as the audience applauded. George was right beside her, his hand resting lightly on hers, protectively and proudly.

Her assistant hurried up to the stage, holding a stack of neatly arranged files. The murmurs in the crowd quieted as Thalia stood again, taking the mic with calm authority.

She cleared her throat softly, her lips curving into that calm smile of hers that carried both charm ...