“The truth is much simpler.”
The ballroom waited.
“I was the reason he was standing at all.”
Thunderous applause erupted throughout the room.
Not because she humiliated him.
But because everyone finally understood the truth.
Ricardo had spent years believing Elena was the supporting character in his story.
That night, in front of all of Madrid’s elite, he discovered he had been a supporting character in hers.
And by the time the applause ended, there was nothing left for him to control.
Not the company.
Not the narrative.
Not even the room.
Because Elena had taken back all of it.
