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372 A wedding registry for my husband and his mistress landed in our shared email while I was making breakfast. Their names were printed together in gold, above towels, champagne glasses, silk sheets, and a crib. Grant expected me to cry, beg, and disappear before his family’s gala. He forgot I had screenshots, a prenup clause, and one black-wrapped gift already on its way. / Chapter 5 / 6

Chapter 5 - The Reconstruction

Life in the wake of a hurricane is messy, but the air is clear. I spent the next six months traveling, reconnecting with the version of myself that existed before I met Grant. I worked with the auditors, ensuring every stolen dollar was traced back and returned to the foundation's original beneficiaries.

I heard whispers of Grant’s life. The trial was lengthy. Sloane had turned on him the moment the money stopped, testifying against him to secure a plea deal for her own minor involvement. She was a cautionary tale—a woman who thought she had "won" by taking someone else’s life, only to find that the life she took was hollow and rotting from the inside.

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