“Aldrin! Please—my stomach hurts! Take me to the hospital!”
His attention snapped to her instantly, panic flooding his face. “If you leave this house, Amara,” he warned over his shoulder, “your punishment will be worse. Make sure everything is ready by tomorrow. Important investors are coming. Don’t disappoint me again.”
I smiled tightly. “Of course.”
He rushed away with Bianca clinging to him, leaving me alone among the wreckage of a marriage that had long since died.
But I didn’t prepare for his investors.
Instead, I canceled every supplier. I walked into his office, copied his presentation onto a flash drive, and erased the original from his laptop. If Aldrin wanted chaos, I would make sure he drowned in it.
By sunrise, I was gone.
Joseph’s black car arrived at dawn. He stepped out, smug and confident, like a man who already knew the ending. “Ready to leave?”
I nodded, gripping my bag tightly.
The moment I stepped onto the private plane, my legs gave out.
Sienna was there.
“Mommy!” she cried, running straight into my arms.
I collapsed onto the floor with her, holding her as tightly as I dared, tears soaking into her hair. “You’re safe… Mommy’s got you. You’re safe now.”