C32 The Gravity Between Strangers
The gala was supposed to be ending.
Speeches were done.
Dessert plates half-cleared.
The orchestra had shifted to softer, slower music.
People were leaving in waves.
But the room still hummed with quiet power.
Ashley stood near the glass wall overlooking the city.
New York glittered below like something alive.
Predictable.
Controllable.
Unlike people.
She sensed him before he spoke
