“So, you decided to kill me.”
“Marcus said it would be easy, that we could make it look like an accident and no one would ever know.”
Sophia’s voice was flat, emotionless.
“I thought I deserved your life more than you did.”
I looked at my sister, this woman who had shared my childhood and my family, and felt nothing but pity for her.
“I forgive you, Sophia,” I said, “but I never want to see you again.”
I walked out of that prison and drove back to my penthouse in Chicago, ready to build a new life surrounded by people who truly cared about me.
Justice had been served, and I was finally safe.
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