Elena couldn’t speak for a moment. She pressed her hand briefly to her cheek, feeling the warmth of it. Then she pulled Ethan into a gentle hug, careful of her dress but needing the contact.“Thank you, sweetheart,” she murmured into his hair. “That’s the best good luck charm I’ve ever had.”When she stood back up, straightening to her full height, something had changed. The nervousness in her chest hadn’t disappeared entirely, but it had been pushed aside by something steadier, something warmer and more certain.She was ready.Adrian appeared beside Ethan, placing a gentle hand on the boy’s shoulder. “Alright, little man. Time for bed, we have done our job. Mummy is going to go out there and be brilliant.”Ethan allowed himself to be steered toward the door, but he turned back one more time at the threshold, looking at Elena with those serious grey eyes. “Win, Mummy,” he said simply.Elena smiled, and this time it reached every part of her. “I will.”Adrian shot her one last look ove
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