Vivenne's Pov
I woke up in Roman’s penthouse bedroom the next morning. My body ached from the crash, but my mind felt clear. Three years of memories pressed on me like always. I sat up slowly and touched the bandage on my forehead. Roman had kept his word. No one from my family got close last night.
He walked in carrying a tray with coffee and toast. No smile, just that steady look he always had. “Doctor cleared you for light movement. Eat first.”
I had coffee. “Thank you for yesterday. For believing in me enough to act.”
Roman sat in the chair across from the bed. “I pulled more files last night. The contract is ironclad. Your name only. Margaret and Griffin buried the real one deep, but Iris is good. We have a court date in ten days.”
I nodded. “Clarissa will push back hard. She al
