#Chapter 81: After Everything

Dominic POV “Shall we sit?” Alek waved a hand toward the conference table in the middle of the room, completely ignoring the obvious tension that had settled over them all. Aurora sat on the far end of the table, her shoulders tight and her hands folded rigidly in her lap. She didn’t look up at him again, refusing to make eye contact. That alone was enough to make Dominic’s pulse spike and his stomach turn with unease. Looking her over, he saw no bruises littering her delicate skin, thank fucking God for that, but the way she kept her head down as Alek took the seat to her right told him more than any injury ever could. But even with that small bit of relief coursing through him, there was no denying the vacant look in her eyes as she stared down at her lap, hands clutched together while she seemed to shrink into herself more and more as the minutes ticked on. Dominic wasn’t sure what he’d expected. Gratitude maybe? A flicker of relief to see a familiar face? He wasn’t na