THE REMARRIED HEIRESS
“I stand here with something you’ll never have again. Control. You can threaten all you want, scream into empty rooms, but you can’t shake me anymore.”
He sneered. “I could still destroy you.”
I smiled, the kind that tasted like grit and survival.
“No,” she whispered. “You already tried… And you failed.”
The wind slipped through the windows as if it were listening, carrying my words across the decay.
His jaw clenched as he darted at me with a glare. If looks could kill, I might be lying on the cold floor now, unconscious and lifeless.
“I won't fail this time.” He smirked. “I have already toyed with you and Fiona, so… I know what you're capable of.”
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