I clutched the papers tightly in my trembling hands. Each step felt heavier than the last. I walked straight toward him, toward the life he was so perfectly pretending to live, like I didn’t exist in pieces somewhere behind him.The audacity of it all burned deep inside me. Him trying to buy me off, to silence me with money, felt like an insult. I couldn’t. I wouldn’t.But then, I stopped.I stood frozen, staring at him from a distance, my vision slightly blurred. Asher had already mapped it all out. And whatever storm I thought I could bring suddenly felt useless and powerless.My fingers tightened even more around the already crumpled papers, as if holding onto them was the only thing keeping me from completely falling apart. Inside, I broke. That night was hell.The room felt colder than usual.,The silence wasn’t comforting, it was suffocating. And just when I thought it couldn’t get worse, it did.My sister’s moan drifted through the hallway and into my room, slicing thro
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