Liana's Pov
The air had that sharp cold bite that turns every breath into a small cloud. The minute the heavy oak doors creaked shut behind us, the outside world swallowed me up. It started as a low hum, the kind you hear in a restless crowd. But within seconds, it rose into a wall of sounds…. reporters shouting over one another, camera shutters clicking in rapid bursts, flashes strobing so fast I felt like I’d stepped into a lightning storm.
“Miss Davids! Is it true you are holding back evidence?”
“Is this adjournment just a tactic to stall?”
“What is on the laptop?”
Microphones were pushed toward me like spears, their black foam tips crowding my vision. One of them nearly clipped my cheek. Before I could move back, Stanley’s arm went around me, firm, protective, and guiding me towar
