Adrian and I had been married for seven years. During those years P3

stood by you when you had nothing…”
He smirked. “And I compensate you, don’t I? Stay home. I’ve invited Vanessa—the director’s daughter. She fits my image. Try to show up, and security will remove you.”
He left me there, watching my dress burn to ash.
But something inside me changed.
The sorrow faded.
And something colder took its place.

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