Jasmine's POV
The dinner stretched on, courses appearing and disappearing while conversation went on. I contributed when asked, laughed at appropriate moments, but mostly observed. These people existed in a world I'd forgotten I once wanted to be part of.
Rosalie talked about upcoming campaigns. William discussed expansion into neighboring territories. Ellis cracked jokes that had even the stern-looking woman from finance smiling. And through it all, Dominic presided over the table with quiet authority, his attention shifting between guests.
Every so often, his gaze would land on me. Just checking in, making sure I was comfortable. The consideration felt foreign after months of Christopher's neglect.
Raya stirred restlessly beneath my skin, unsettled in a way I didn't understand. She'
