At six o'clock, she made her first decision.She was done forgiving. Done waiting. Done hoping. Done with Kier Thornwell and his coldness and his cruelty and his other woman and his other baby. Done with the promise she had made to a dying man. Alistair had said she could walk away at one thousand. This was one thousand. And she was walking away.She pulled out her phone. It was almost dead, eight percent battery, but it was enough. Enough for what she needed.She scrolled through her contacts. Past Kier's name. Past Vivienne's. Past the people who were supposed to be her friends but were really just his. She stopped at a name she hadn't called in three years.Harold Wentworth. Her father's lawyer. The man who had known her since she was a little girl.She stared at his name for a long time. Her thumb hovered over the screen.Then she pressed call..At seven o'clock, she made her second decision.It was the hardest decision she had ever made in her entire life. Harder than leaving hom
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