118. Vanishing AgainNova + Triplets

The hall’s golden light shimmered against the polished marble floors, the hum of conversation rising like distant waves. People moved in elegant clusters, the air filled with expensive perfume and anticipation. But Nova didn’t see any of it.

All she saw was him.

Roman’s face; sharp jaw, familiar intensity, that quiet power in his eyes, printed on the massive banner at the entrance.

Main Sponsor: Mr. Roman Langston of Ro’Nova Corp.

Her breath ...