Aurora's POV
"Five minutes for what?"
Damien's voice cuts across the table before anyone else can breathe; no one moves. Not his father. Not Megan. Not Vincent. Not even the investors pretending not to listen. The whole table still goes around that one question, and I can feel every eye waiting to see who breaks first.
Sebastian did not look at Damien immediately. He keeps his gaze on me when he answers.
"For a conversation."
Damien gives a short laugh that is meant to sound easy. It doesn't. "Anything you need to say to Aurora can be said here."
That should have ended it. Instead, I hear my own voice before I fully decide to use it. "Then maybe I should decide that." The silence changes shape.
Damien turns to me so fast I almost feel it more than see it. His expression stays smooth
