Elena's POV

The boardroom smelled like leather, fresh coffee and something that felt strangely like finality.

I signed the last document and set the pen down, and for a second I just stared at my own signature, sitting on the page like it had always belonged there.

The board members were already rising from their seats, one after another, and the applause started quiet then filled the whole room.

Adrian was looking at me from across the table with that particular expression he gets when he ...