Reborn Rich: My Fiancé and Step-Sister Killed Me Once.
"It's strange, Riley. I thought if I ever heard news like this, I'd scream, or pop champagne, or feel entirely triumphant. But I mostly just feel like... like I'm finally allowed to stop carrying it around."
"That makes total sense," Riley said softly. "I'll see you tonight?"
"Yeah. See you tonight."
We met at our usual corner table in a quiet downtown café that evening.
The moment I sat down, Riley pulled up article after article on her phone screen. She showed me local business journals, national news clips, and screen recordings of old high school classmates leaving brutal comments under the news articles. Jade’s once-relentless social media accounts—which used to feature daily parade