Chapter 18 - Leaving In Fleet Of Rolls Royces
The heavy door of the stretch Rolls-Royce closed softly behind them, shutting out the chaos of the ruined Birmingham elite.
Inside, the cabin was a sanctuary of soft leather, ambient lighting, and chilled champagne waiting in crystal flutes.
Daniel poured two glasses, handing one to Grace with a tender look in his eyes.
“To the bravest, kindest woman on this earth,” Daniel toasted softly, clinking his crystal glass against hers.
“To the homeless man who taught me that true love wears no disguise,” Grace smiled back, taking a sip.
The convoy smoothly pulled away from the curb, gliding past the disgraced guests still trapped inside the church foyer.
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Flashbulbs popped continuously as cameras captured the historic departure of the newly minted power couple.
The city of Birmingham was waking up to a brand-new reality where arrogance had a heavy price tag and grace was rewarded.
