Alina arrived at the Sterling rooftop restaurant just before eight, her heels clicking softly on the marble. In simple trousers and a white blouse, she moved with quiet elegance. The dim lobby glowed with golden light. Her chest tightened, heart racing, but she stayed composed. Each step felt like crossing from the past she’d left behind into the urgent present.John was already there, near the elevators, phone in hand. He looked up as she approached, expression calm but attentive."Dr. Hart," he said smoothly. "Right on time."Alina offered a brief smile, gripping her purse strap. "John.""Follow me. Mr. Vaughn is waiting," he said, nodding toward the private elevators.The VIP room was secluded, dimly lit, the long table stretching toward the floor-to-ceiling window. Below, the city lights of Atheria sparkled, unaware of the tension inside. The air felt heavy, filled with expectation.Sebastian stood by the window, the whiskey untouched. He didn’t turn at once, but his posture shift
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