I signed the contract. Adam kept one copy, leaving the other with me.
It was almost noon by the time we reached my apartment. Adam insisted on driving me himself so I could gather my things and say goodbye to Ange. He remained outside, waiting by the car, while I went upstairs.
Inside, I found Ange in tears and Daniel covered in bruises and scratches. He rushed to me the moment I stepped through the door.
“Clara, Clara—are you all right? I was losing my mind thinking of you alone with him. Did he hurt you?”
“Yes, Danny, calm down. I’m fine. And I have good news.” I touched his arm, trying to ease the panic in his eyes. “You don’t owe him anything anymore. You can finally sleep at night.”
“What? How?” Daniel’s voice was thick with disbelief.
“I once helped him. In return for that debt
