I kept my home.

I kept my father’s shares.

I asked for no punitive settlement, no pound of flesh — only my legal fees, and the return, to Vance Global’s employees, of what had been taken from them.

And I did one more thing, which mattered to me more than any of it.

Selina had helped try to destroy me, and Selina would face what she had earned; I did not lift a finger to soften a single legal consequence that was coming to her.

But she had a son, and her son had chosen none of this.