Garrett’s Pov
I couldn't breathe inside that hall. The heavy air of the summit was suffocating me, but the real reason I felt like I was drowning was the woman sitting across the room.
Five years. Five long, agonizing years I spent believing my Jasmine was dead. I trapped myself in a dark prison of my own guilt, sitting alone in our empty room night after night, hating myself for being the fool who signed those divorce papers.
But tonight, seeing those deep, unforgettable eyes completely shattered my world.
I watched her through the crowd as the party moved into the lounge. When she stepped away from the noise and to the garden balcony, my feet moved on their own.
I didn't care about the Alphas watching me. I didn't care about political rules or polite manners. The only thing in the u
