LIANA'S POV
The room had fallen into awed, eerie silence. I let the door swing shut behind me with the softest click, but even so, the sound seemed to echo through the room like a gunshot. All the eyes fell on me, some in identification, others in confusion, and then there was Dominic, frozen stiff like he'd just witnessed a ghost.
He had. Kind of, he had. "That is not why I am here," I replied slowly, the heels of my shoes clicking deliberately across the boardroom floor, accentuating the tension with each precise crack. "I didn't come to reveal that to you.” I clarified. “But since you're so interested, there's a reply for you. It was I."
Dominic's face twisted. His chest heaving slightly, weather it was panger or disbelief, I couldn't determine but I didn't care. His hand bunched up
