Derrick froze.I pressed the phone into his hand."Once we're back together, Vantrel becomes ours. So protecting what's rightfully ours—what's there to hesitate about?"He still didn't press it. "Molly's still young. Even if she didn't do much, she tried. She worked hard."I scoffed. "And what about me? The crap I went through, everything I lost—does that just not count? And she's still out there. How am I supposed to believe you won't get dragged back into her mess again?"I leaned in, voice low—like a whisper laced with poison. "Turn her in, and I'll stay. No doubts. No loose ends."He stared at me, eyes wide. For a second, it looked like my words finally broke through.He took a breath, jaw clenched—and hit connect."Hello—"Before the operator could even finish, he hung up and flung the phone aside."No, Yara. Anything else, I'll do it. But not this. That'd destroy her whole life. If she goes to prison, she's done."I smiled.I'd known exactly what he'd choose.I walke
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