Third Person POV
And Harrison Grant was finally beginning to understand…
that some losses couldn’t be fixed with power.
Couldn’t be solved with money.
Couldn’t be negotiated across a boardroom table.
Some losses became permanent.
And for the first time in his life…
he wasn’t sure how to stop it.
The luxury mall buzzed with quiet sophistication.
Crystal chandeliers hung overhead like frozen waterfalls, scattering warm light across polished marble floors.
Sales associates moved elegantly between customers.
Soft piano music drifted through the air.
Everything was expensive.
Everything was beautiful.
Everything felt strangely empty.
Harrison stood beside Raina while the sales consultant carefully presented one jewelry piece after another.
“This jade pendant was imported from As
