The dust finally settled.
I walked to the window and watched Silas's broken, shell-shocked figure fade around the street corner downstairs. Not a single ripple stirred in my chest.
Right on cue, my phone buzzed. It was Dad.
He asked, "Everything wrapped up?"
I replied, "Yeah. It is all clean."
He said, "Good." A flicker of satisfaction laced his voice, sharp with the unshakable authority he had always carried. "Come back to the family. It is time for you to officially take over the Blair family's true legacy."
I hung up and cast one last look over the hall that had played host to so much absurd drama. This place had been the testing ground of my marriage, and now it was its final grave. But for me, this was nothing more than a fresh start.
Later on, I heard updates about Chloe's who
