Amelia POV

The flash of cameras burst around us the moment Ethan and I stepped out of the car, his hand warm and steady around mine as though anchoring me to the marble steps beneath our feet. He looked breathtaking in his tailored black suit, confidence carved into every sharp line of his jaw. Tonight was his night—our night—and the entire city seemed to know it. People stood gathered outside the gala hall like a wall of glittering anticipation, the buzz of congratulations humming through ...