Chapter 10
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He snapped his head up, unable to believe his ears.
“What? Didn’t you say you wanted to make amends?” I tilted my head, watching him. “Die, and I’ll for- give you.”
Alexander’s lips were tearing up. “You… you really hate me this much?”
“Hate?” I shook my head, scoffing. “You’re not worth it.”
I stood up, pulled a stack of photos from my bag, and threw them onto his bed.
“See how your little sweetheart’s doing now.”
In the photos, Nicole wore prison stripes, bruised and swollen, curled up in a jail corner.
Her hair was shaved off, face covered in scars.
“She got ‘special care‘ on her first day inside,” I said flatly. “Heard she serves over a dozen cell bosses daily now. Can’t even use the toilet.”
Alexander stared at the images, suddenly retching.
“As for your father,” I tossed another photo, “broke his spine in the prison shower last month. Can’t con- trol his bladder now.”
Edward slumped in a wheelchair in the picture, eyes vacant, drool trailing from his mouth.
“And your family villa, luxury cars, yacht…” I counted on my fingers. “All auctioned off by the court.”
Alexander clutched his head, crumbling. “Wh–why…”
“Why?”
I leaned down, gripping his chin exactly as he’d once done to me.
“You pissed off the wrong people.”
Releasing him, I pulled a small fruit knife from my bag and dropped it before him.
“You wanted to make amends? Here’s your chance.”
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I turned to leave.
“Katherine!” Alexander called after me. “If… if I die, will you truly forgive me?”
I paused at the door, not looking back.
“Try it and see.”
Three days later, the hospital called.
Alexander had slit his wrists. He’d used that fruit knife in the bathroom, opening his veins.
When nurses found him, the tub water had turned crimson.
“He wrote your name in his note…” The doctor’s voice was cautious over the phone.
I hung up, icy calm, gazing at Alexander’s death certificate on my desk.
“Miss, will you see him one last time?” Mr. Jesse asked carefully.
I shook my head.
“Send him to the crematorium. The ashes…” I paused. “Flush them.”
Mr. Jesse sucked in a breath but nodded. “Understood.”
News of Alexander’s death spread fast.
Former Harris Heir Dies by Suicide in Prison; Faced Illegal Confinement Charges
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I switched off the TV, stretching lazily.
Nicole living through hell in prison. The Harris family ruined. Alexander dead. Everyone who wronged me locked up…
Good. It’s over.
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