On their wedding night, he threw a dish rag at her but she quietly began collecting the evidence to destroy him.
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Chapter 9 / 10
Chapter 9
A year later, I opened my own design studio.
It was small.
One room above a bookstore.
A desk by a window.
A wall covered in color samples and sketches.
But every inch of it belonged to me.
I took on clients slowly.
I built my savings back.
I laughed again.
At first, laughter felt unfamiliar.
Like something I had misplaced.
Then it came naturally.
Rachel visited one afternoon.
She brought coffee and told me she had started counseling.
Tessa sent me a photograph of her new apartment.
We were all rebuilding different lives.
Daniel was convicted of fraud, identity theft, and conspiracy.
He went to prison.
When the sentence was read, I did not cheer.
I simply exhaled.
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The war was over.
And I had won without becoming cruel.
