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“She didn’t bail her mother out?” Izzy glanced up, her brows furrowing as she turned toward Liam, who was lounging on the couch, a book resting in his hands.

Liam nodded, barely looking up.

Izzy leaned against the edge of the bed. “Why? Was it the money? Or had Monica finally given up on her mother?”

Liam flipped a page. “She hasn’t left the apartment in days. She’s been ordering food, so we know she’s still alive.”

Izzy exhaled slowly, turning her gaze toward the window. That sounded harsh, but she didn’t comment on it.

After catching Amalia trying to pawn the stolen property deeds again, Izzy finally recovered everything that belonged to her. The trap had worked. There was nothing left tying her to them.

She inhaled deeply. Cecil and Calen’s situation was far from over, but Monica and Amalia’s was almost done. It was time for her to talk to Monica.

The next day, Izzy stood outside the worn–down apartment door they had rented. Without hesitation, she knocked.

The door creaked open, revealing Monica on the other side. She looked awful. Her hair was a tangled mess, dark circles shadowed her eyes, and the oversized hoodie she wore hung loosely over her frame. The stale scent of beer and unwashed clothes wafted through the small opening.

Monica stared at Izzy with dull eyes before scoffing. “Are you here to mock me?”

Izzy met her gaze evenly. “I’m here to talk.”

Monica leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. “We have nothing to talk about. My mother’s in prison, and I’m stuck in this dump. What else is there to say?”

Izzy snorted, crossing her own arms. “So, you’ve been abandoned by both Cecil and Calen and instead of doing something about it, you’re rotting away in here?”

Monica’s jaw tightened. “What do you want?”

“I just want to talk.”

Monica let out a breath, then suddenly gave Izzy an unsettling smile. “Aren’t you scared? What if I decide to hurt you right now?”

Izzy smirked. “You can try. I can handle myself.”

Monica studied her for a long moment before stepping aside. “Fine. Come in.”

across the floor, and the air smelled of stale grease and alcohol. The single window was half–covered

the couch. She flopped down, grabbing an open bag of chips from the armrest and

but didn’t move. Instead, she watched Monica, who barely looked like she cared about

this?” Izzy

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on another

could leave this place and start over,” Izzy

crumbs inside. “Cecil gave me money, but she also

folded her arms. “So, that’s it? You’re just going to

the salt off her fingers before tossing the empty bag onto the

want to

“Maybe because I have nowhere else to go.”

closely. Monica wasn’t just

sighed. “Then

dry laugh

finally

took her phone from her bag and started playing a recording. It was the recording of Izzy and Cecil in that bathroom when Cecil threatened her with a lawsuit if she didn’t marry Calen.

recording played, her blank eyes fixed on the ceiling while

tapping against the armrest. “Why are you letting me listen to

back into her bag. “Because I wanted you to know

know that?” She sat up, grabbing another half–empty beer bottle from the table. “I’m not dumb, Izzy.” She twisted the cap off and took a swig, barely blinking as the bitter taste hit her tongue.

why are you

immediately. Inwardly, she was replaying the recording over and over in her

had known Cecil

woman didn’t give a damn

had forced Izzy into marriage with

her into some kind of deal to keep Calen tied to her–but marriage? She

And for what?

marry another woman in exchange for the

her

How ruthless.

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down her throat as she swallowed the rising anger inside her. She

give her the satisfaction.

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