ELORA

I woke up with a strange mixture of excitement and dread sitting heavy in my chest. For the first time in weeks, I felt like I had a purpose again. I’d made up my mind the night before—I was going to take every bit of evidence I had gathered and deliver it to the board of Grayson Empires myself. No intermediaries. No trusting the wrong hands again. Not after what Ethan did.

I rolled out of bed and dragged myself into the bathroom. The steam from the hot shower clung to the mirror as I stood under the water, letting it run over my skin like it could wash...