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“Don’t be sorry. I’ve been waiting three years to say those things. It felt wonderful.”
Despite everything, I laughed. It came out raw and broken, but it was real.
“What happens now?”
Marcus answered, his voice measured and professional.
“The district attorney’s office will proceed with their investigation. Mrs. Harrison has provided substantial documentation. Whether charges are filed will depend on their review, but the evidence is compelling.”
“And Victoria?”
Eleanor’s face softened with something that might have been grief or might have been relief. It was hard to tell.
“That’s up to the courts now. I’ve done what I needed to do. The rest is out of my hands.”
I thought about my mother, still in that ballroom, surrounded by the people she’d spent her life trying to impress, watching everything she’d built crumble. Part of me felt a savage satisfaction, but a larger part just felt tired.
