VICTORIA'S POV
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Half of everything. Everything. My mind spins with shock, but the solid, content feeling of victory settles into my bones. I sit frozen while there's a raging silence pulsing in the air. The relief that falls over me feels like everything. My muscles relax and I manage a smile, even as the judge addresses me once more.
"Ms. Devereaux, have your lawyer draw up the paperwork and bring it to me in two days time. I will review it, sign it and then you both will sign afterward. It will then be filed and I will have it filed." The judge says, and then dismisses us. Sheila stands, brushing her shoulder against mine, and I look at her. She nods her head towards the side, a small smile played on her red lips, eyes gleaming with that same sense of victory I feel to the marrow o
