The anger I had carried for months didn’t explode—it turned cold. Steady. Unshakable.
Vanessa shouted, “He planned everything! He said you’d never fight back!”
I stepped closer.
“You were right about one thing,” I said quietly. “I didn’t fight back.”
Marcus swallowed.
“I prepared.”
By sunrise, Marcus had been charged with fraud, forgery, and driving under the influence. Vanessa was arrested for conspiracy and possession of stolen property. The necklace was taken from her and sealed as evidence.
As they led her away, she spat, “You’ll end up alone.”
I looked out at the first light of morning.
“I already was,” I replied.
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