At the Divorce Hearing They Were Certain I’d Leave With Nothing — I Handed the Judge a Sealed Envelope
That was enough.
It was, in truth, everything.
I did not need to see Roman suffer.
I only needed the lies to stop being secret, and they had stopped, and in their stopping I felt not the fire of revenge but the strange cool relief of a pressure I had carried so long I had forgotten it was pressure, finally lifting off my chest.
I had not come to destroy them.
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