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Tiffany’s voice broke the silence. “He told me you didn’t love him anymore. That you were using him. But I found out he planned to use me — to hide his money under my name and walk away with everything.”
Daniel’s voice cracked. “That’s not true—”
“Once Grace is gone, I’ll drain the accounts and disappear. She’ll have nothing.”
The sound was like a knife through the room.
Grace’s knees went weak. “Ten years,” she whispered. “Ten years, and this is what you were building?”
Daniel’s hands shook. “Grace, listen—”
She lifted her head slowly, her eyes calm now, her voice steady. “No, Daniel. You listen. You already took everything from me — except the truth. And now, even that belongs to me.”
Three Days Too Late
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