Goodbye to You All
That subtle, inescapable pressure—the kind that gnawed at the edges of morality and obligation.
So all it took was a simple apology, and she was supposed to forgive them?
Jessica withdrew her hand.
"There's no such thing as forgiveness between us," she said flatly. "I assume you've seen the 250 thousand by now. Take it. From this day forward, we are nothing to each other. Still, I thank you for bringing me into this world."
"Jessica, you…" Mrs. Conway looked at her daughter, stunned by her indifference.
This wasn't the Jessica she remembered.