Resurrected Vengeance
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He looked at me like a problem his legal department needed to solve before lunch.
Between us lay a thick, leather-bound document stamped with black wax seals: THE SPOUSAL AGREEMENT & FINANCIAL SETTLEMENT.
"Read it carefully, Merinda," Banjo had said, his voice flat, icy, and entirely devoid of life. He leaned back in his leather chair, crossing his long legs. "I don't like repeating myself, and I certainly don't like excuses."
With trembling hands, I opened the first page.
The terms weren't just strict; they were designed to erase my very existence.