rain-covered glass.
Dominic stood at the center of it all. He wore a tailored tuxedo and held a champagne glass. A younger woman in an emerald gown clung to his arm. Beside them sat my in-laws, several board members, and a boy dressed in a miniature version of Dominic’s suit.
Dominic raised his glass. “To the woman who will lead the next chapter of Vanguard continue reading …