She had offered them everything.
She had drafted business models, planned future ventures, and handed over opportunities, all without being asked, because she felt guilty. Because she believed she owed Maddison.
And all the while…
They were already using everything she gave them... while tearing her apart behind her back.
A hollow, bitter realization settled in her chest.
How ironic.
She had been drowning in guilt this entire time, trying to make things right, trying to atone… while they were already conspiring to destroy her completely, leaving her no escape, no mercy, no way out.
A broken sound caught in her throat.
She wanted to laugh at herself, at her blindness, and at her foolishness, but the pain was too much.
It turned into tears instead.
And she knew… she knew that crying would only satisfy Maddison even more.
But she couldn't stop.
Because it hurt.
