Liana's Pov

The air had that sharp cold bite that turns every breath into a small cloud. The minute the heavy oak doors creaked shut behind us, the outside world swallowed me up. It started as a low hum, the kind you hear in a restless crowd. But within seconds, it rose into a wall of sounds…. reporters shouting over one another, camera shutters clicking in rapid bursts, flashes strobing so fast I felt like I’d stepped into a lightning storm.

“Miss Davids! Is it true you are holding ...