I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the disc in my hand, the weight of my decision settling heavily on my chest. A part of me wanted to smash it, throw it against the wall and pretend I had never considered this path. But the other part—the wounded, vengeful part—was screaming at me to see this through. To make him feel the betrayal, the humiliation, the devastation he had left me with.
I had spent years loving Nicolas Gray, bending to his will, accepting crumbs while he feasted on my emotions. Now, he was about to move on, build a life with Stella, while I was supposed to just fade into the background like I never mattered.
Not this time.
I stood abruptly, my resolve hardening as I grabbed my purse and slipped the disc inside. If Stella wanted to renew her vows, she deserved to kno
