Dominic gradually became a constant presence in my life through quiet dinners, art exhibits, and evening walks beside the river. One night he stopped beneath the city lights and asked softly, “Hannah, the people who hurt you have paid their price, so will you allow yourself to move forward now?”
I looked into his hopeful eyes and nodded because I finally understood what happiness felt like again. A year later he proposed on a mountain overlooking the glowing skyline, promising to cherish me forever. I accepted through tears of joy.
Our wedding was beautiful, my parents cried proudly, and a year later we welcomed a baby boy into the world. Sometimes I still hear rumors about the miserable lives Travis and Doris now live in a cramped apartment, yet their story no longer concerns me. One sunny afternoon while watching my son chase butterflies in the park Dominic called and asked cheerfully, “What would you like for dinner tonight?”
I smiled and answered, “Anything you choose will be perfect.”
The warm sunlight, my child’s laughter, and the promise of a peaceful evening reminded me that sometimes the greatest revenge is simply building a better life.