“If she turns cruel,” he whispered, “take this to Mr. Hale. No one else.”
Now, standing in the rain, I held onto that envelope like it was the only thing left.
Vanessa slammed the door behind me.
I stood there for a few seconds… then walked away.
A black car was waiting.
Inside, a silver-haired lawyer looked at me.
“She did it?” he asked.
I nodded.
“Then your father was right.”
Within days, Vanessa tried to erase me completely.
She changed the locks. Cut off my phone. Froze the account meant for my education. Blake even posted a video mocking me, and people watched like it was entertainment.
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