(Amara)“Out. I want everything out!”My voice rings through the house as the workers immediately spring into action, carrying out clothes, shoes, handbags, boxes, and every single thing that belongs to her.Theresa rushes toward me, desperation etched across her face.“Amara, you can’t do this. We’re family.”“Ex-family,” I cut in sharply.She stares at me as though I’ve just said the most unbelievable thing in the world.“Why?” A smirk tugs at my lips. “You thought I wouldn’t be able to put you where you belong?”I begin walking toward her, slow and deliberate.“We’re ex-family now, Theresa. Ex-family.”I let those words settle.“The word family between us ended the very moment Felix and I got divorced. So what makes you think you still have any right to what belongs to me?”I raise a hand, gesturing around the mansion.“This house…” My fingers sweep through the air. Her eyes follow the motion. “…belongs to me. Only I get to decide who lives here and who doesn’t. And as for you… you
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