The press conference changed everything.
By the next morning, Dorian’s face was everywhere, on television screens, news articles, and social media feeds. Some headlines praised his honesty. Others called him reckless. But none of that mattered to Elara. What mattered was that, for once, the truth had been spoken aloud.
Still, peace was short-lived.
When she stepped into the kitchen that morning, the house was quiet except for the faint hum of the coffee machine. Dorian stood by the counter, phone in hand, his expression unreadable.
“More bad news?” she asked softly.
He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he set the phone down and rubbed his temples. “The board’s split. Half of them think I did the right thing. The other half want my resignation.”
Elara frowned. “After everything you
