Chapter 5 - The Plunge
Furious that her grand, triumphant moment was turning into a public financial execution, Allison’s smug grin morphed into a mask of hostile, unhinged rage.
Realizing she had zero leverage left, Allison unclasps the silver chain from her neck, clutching the wedding ring she had stolen from Ethan's bedside table to mock Clara.
"You think you're so smart, Clara?!" Allison screamed, her voice cracking as guests pulled out their phones to record her meltdown. "If you still want your precious marriage, go dive for it!"
With a violent, desperate throw, Allison hurled the silver ring high into the air.
Extreme close-up on the silver wedding ring flashing under the string of patio lights. It hit the clear blue water with a sharp, heavy splash, sinking rapidly to the bottom of the glowing pool.
Allison stood panting, expecting Clara to break down in tears or dive into the water to save the symbol of her broken relationship.
Clara didn't even flinch. She didn't look at the pool. She looked at Allison with an expression of pure, unadulterated pity.
"I don't need the ring, Allison," Clara said in a quiet, final whisper. "I already own the house."
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Ethan let out a strangled, pathetic cry. He frantically dropped to his knees right at the edge of the wet stone pavement, staring down into the glowing blue water at the sunken ring in total, irredeemable desperation.
👉 Read Part 6 to see Clara's ultimate, victorious departure.
