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Maybe she should’ve or maybe she shouldn’t. She didn’t get to decide at all… Then, she was blinded by headlights. Everything happened so quickly. She almost went deaf from the horn, before it was followed by pain… Just like that, a flash of white swallowed her world. Then, she knew that it was the end of her life. But as the light faded, somewhere in the rain and ruin of her car, she thought she heard a voice whisper... "Truth or lie, Farrah? Which one will save you now?"

"But you'll know the truth. And the truth is important, right?" The truth is important, right? The innocent question was a judge's gavel. It was. After everything, the betrayals, the manipulations, the secrets, at least I deserved a sliver of truth. After I’d put Dorothy down for her nap, the idea took root and grew, a stubborn, determined weed. The suite was empty. Kaelia was likely getting her own lunch. This was my chance.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading. Stay tuned—the most dangerous truths have yet to be revealed. — Excel Arthur

"I'm using this book to mess with them. The same way they messed with my brother and drove him to death. The same they messed with me and almost drove me to madness. I will be their Karma." "And your therapist thinks this is a good idea?" "Yep." She nods. "But she thinks the book would be better as fiction not a factual memoir." "I think you should listen to her." "I'm listening to my gut." She stands from the table. "And my gut is calling me to the library now. And then I have therapy in the afternoon. And then I have to write in the evening. And then I have a lot of reading and writing to do at night. Gotta go!"

I ignored Randy's provocation and casually mentioned that I had to go back to base the next day, so I would not be home tomorrow night. I saw a glint of delight in Maya's eyes as she glanced at Randy. Early the next morning, as soon as I left the house, I turned on the pinhole camera I had hidden in the bedroom. Sure enough, Randy was in my house and in bed with Maya an hour later. Afterward, Randy smugly groped Maya's chest as he said, "Hey, ask Eric to come with us to my friend's restaurant the day after tomorrow. We can do it in the restroom. Cheating right under his nose is going to be so exciting."

In this woman's hands, holding a book that had started with one true sentence and become, page by page, the fullest version of the truth I knew how to tell. Still here. Always still here.

“No matter how much it's hidden, the truth comes out.” I reached for his hand and held it so tight. Across the chamber, the council session had erupted into a controlled chaos of an institution discovering it had a problem at its center and beginning the work of responding to it. Outside the window, Silver Fang went about its morning, ordinary and continuous and entirely unaware that in a formal chamber in its pack house, twenty years of carefully preserved truth had just finished its long journey to the place where it could finally be seen. My mother had carried it to the door.

The strange thing about truth was that it rarely changed everything at once. People often imagined revelations as explosions. Moments that shattered lives. Moments that transformed everything overnight. Reality was quieter. Truth worked slowly. Like water wearing down stone. Like sunlight melting ice. Like time itself. The meeting with Richard did not immediately repair decades of damage. Nobody expected it to. Yet something had shifted. A door that remained locked for years now stood slightly open. Not wide enough to walk through comfortably. But open enough to see what waited on the other side.