Mya Walsh looked at him, the light in her eyes fading.
She didn't dare to ask, afraid she'd get an answer she didn't want to hear.
She hadn't needed to come. But when she heard that Aria Sterling would also be meeting with Victor Lawson to talk business today, she'd insisted on tagging along. She was afraid he and Aria still had lingering ties.
Aria Sterling's words from outside the private room still echoed in her ears, leaving her both furious and heartbroken, yet completely unable to argue back.
She grasped Damian Xavier's hand, and the warmth of his palm helped to calm her nerves.
Damian Xavier looked at the fair, delicate hand in his, his first instinct to pull away. But she only gripped his hand tighter.
In the end, he didn't pull his hand away. Instead, his gaze drifted out the window, away from her.
