The Night I Became a Colonel, My Mother-in-Law Cut My Hair While I Slept—By Morning, I Was Done Obeying Them

I did not know whether I forgave Evelyn.

I also stopped believing I had to decide immediately.

Healing is not a courtroom verdict.

It does not require a yes or no.

For the time being, the answer was simpler.

She could live her life.

I could live mine.

Separately.

Just when I thought the financial investigation was finished, Marcus called.