Dawn's POV
The moment my eyes locked with Vincent’s across the hall, the noise around me faded into something distant, a muffled hum under the bright music and the movement of dancers.
He stood at the entrance with a stillness that drew attention without even trying, and for a second I could not tell if the weight pressing against my chest came from anger, fear, or the shock of seeing someone I had promised myself I would never face again.
Before my mind even had time to settle, I felt Levi’s body stiffen beside me. His hand, which had been resting comfortably on my waist, slowly fell away, and when I turned to look at him, he wasn’t staring at Vincent at all. His eyes were fixed on Olivia. He was basically frozen, and he had a face that was full of something I could not recognize imme
