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Chapter 10 - THE HORIZON

I went back to the penthouse that night.

It didn't feel like a crime scene anymore.

It felt like home.

I had the walls repainted.

I replaced the marble floor in the entryway.

I wanted every trace of Grant and Sienna gone.

I walked out onto the balcony.

The wind was cool,

carrying the scent of rain and a new season.

I thought about Grant in his cell.

I thought about the man who had called me "dramatic" while he was poisoning my water.

He was right about one thing.

I was calculating.

But I was also resilient.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small velvet box.

Inside was a new ring.

A simple band of platinum,

with no stones.

I slid it onto my finger.

It wasn't a symbol of a marriage.

It was a symbol of a vow to myself.

I would never let a man underestimate me again.

I would never let a man make me small.

I would never let a man steal my father’s dreams.

I looked out at the city.

The horizon was beginning to glow with the first light of dawn.

The sun was rising on a world that belonged to me.

I went back inside and closed the glass doors.

The penthouse was quiet,

but it wasn't empty.

It was full of potential.

I walked to the kitchen and made a fresh pot of coffee.

The scent was rich,

honest,

and bold.

I took a sip and smiled.

The audit was complete.

The accounts were balanced.

And for the first time in my life,

I was exactly where I was supposed to be.

I walked into the bedroom,

opened the closet,

and pulled out a new robe.

It wasn't silk.

It was soft,

white cotton.

It didn't make me look like a sin.

It made me look like a woman who was finally awake.

I wrapped it around myself and sat down at the desk.

I picked up a pen.

Not a Montblanc.

Just a simple,

functional pen.

I began to write the first notes for the new project.

The Bellamy Foundation’s first global initiative.

Clean water for everyone.

My father’s dream,

finally becoming a reality.

The day Grant underestimated me was the day he destroyed himself.

But it was also the day I found myself.

And that was the most shocking thing of all.

I am Evelyn Bellamy.

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And the story is just beginning.

The End.

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