The grand ballroom was filled with the soft clinking of glasses and the murmur of elegant conversations. Malia stood at the front of the room, greeting guests as they arrived, her smile perfectly poised. She had worked tirelessly for months to organize the charity event, one that would raise funds for a cause close to her heart. This was her moment—her chance to prove not only to the world but also to herself that she could stand on her own, independent of the chaos Nixus had brought into her life.
She had always been the calm in the storm, the one who believed in using her power for good. But tonight, the storm was closer than ever, and she could feel the electricity in the air.
