Ashley’s P.O.V.Despite the initial shock, I forced my feet to move, the click of my heels echoing in the quiet room. Every step felt heavier, but I made it to the table and sat down, waiting for an explanation.Thankfully, the door opened again a few moments later, and Grayson rolled in, his assistant Oswald, guiding his wheelchair with practiced ease. He was dressed formally, but what took me off guard was the bouquet of fresh lilies and white roses resting in his lap. Grayson stopped at the edge of the table and glanced up at me with a faint, unreadable smile, extending the flowers. “For you!” He said simply.I hesitated for a heartbeat before taking them with a thanks. Oswald helped him to sit on the chair, and then left after nodding politely, closing the door behind him. The candles flickered between us as I set the bouquet beside my plate and asked him directly.“What’s going on here, Grayson? Jess told me about a formal dinner.”Grayson’s expressions stayed carefully compos
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