LIANA'S POV

The Palmetto District gallery loft was cooler than I remembered. High ceilings and blanched cement floors provided an unfinished atmosphere, and the sunlight filtering through tall windows created soft golden stripes across the room. I rested my shoulder against the tall window, arms folded, jacket tight around me as minutes crept toward ten.

This room was once used to showcase exhibits and silent auctions. Today, it provided the backdrop for something much more ...