Since I was leaving, I wouldn’t leave behind a single trace of my existence in this house.
As I watched the fire consume everything, I made my final decision.
I stepped out into the night and made my way to the lawyer’s office, handing over the printed documents.
I entrusted him with the evidence, instructing him to file a lawsuit against Scarlett the next day.
Even if I couldn’t have her sentence, I wanted the world to know that she was still alive and that my family had been protecting her all along.
Then, I logged into my social media accounts, uploaded the pictures and audio and carefully edited them before scheduling their release to a selected group.
Only then did I reply to Scarlett’s message.
[Do you think I can make them abandon you and come back?]
She took the bait instantly.
[You think too highly of yourself. They’d never return today. Just wait and see.]
A cold smirk played on my lips as my phone rang right on cue.
My parents’ voices spilled through the receiver, full of feigned warmth. “We still have a lot to prepare. We need to place an urgent order overnight, so don’t wait for us.”
Exactly as I had expected.