Chapter 17 The Calm Before The Storm

Elowen woke before dawn, her heart pounding in her chest like a war drum. Today was the day. Months—years—of deceit and betrayal had led to this moment. But as she stared at her reflection in the mirror, she saw not the broken wife she’d once been—but a woman forged in fire. She dressed deliberately—a sleek black dress, sharp heels, her makeup bold but elegant. A power look. The kind of armor a woman needed when she was about to take down a giant.