Victoria woke at 5 AM.I know because I heard her moving through the penthouse—the soft click of her bedroom door, the whisper of silk against hardwood as she walked to the kitchen.I found her sitting at the counter, coffee cup in hand, staring at the pre-dawn darkness beyond the windows."Couldn't sleep?" I asked quietly.She turned, and even without makeup, even with shadows under her eyes, she looked... peaceful. "I haven't slept this well in years, actually."I poured myself a cup of coffee—decaf, since I was still nursing—and sat beside her. "Nervous about today?""Terrified." She smiled slightly. "But also... free. Does that make sense?""Perfect sense."We sat in companionable silence for a moment. Outside, Manhattan was beginning to wake up. The city that would soon know all of Victoria Sterling's secrets."Elena," she said suddenly. "Thank you.""For what?""For standing by Calloway. For being the kind of woman strong enough
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