Chapter 8 - The Blocked Number
Diane stood in the freezing, dark apartment, her hands shaking violently as she dialed Rachel’s cell phone.
She expected it to ring. She expected Rachel to answer so she could scream, manipulate, and guilt-trip her eldest daughter into fixing the massive financial disaster.
“The number you have dialed is no longer in service.”
Diane physically staggered backward, dropping her phone. Rachel hadn't just moved out. She had completely, permanently severed every single line of communication.
Meanwhile, halfway across the city, Rachel was standing in a breathtaking, brand-new luxury condo she had secretly purchased three months ago.
The movers were carefully arranging her expensive leather sectional sofa in front of a massive fireplace. The new apartment was fully paid for, completely under her own name, and incredibly warm.
Rachel stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out at the city skyline. She wore her cozy white loungewear, sipping a glass of expensive red wine.
She didn't feel an ounce of guilt. She felt incredibly, profoundly at peace.
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For years, her mother and sister had used her as a human ATM, manipulating her success and completely disregarding her feelings. They had tried to throw her out into the street to steal her lifestyle. Instead, they had handed her the absolute perfect opportunity to completely cut them off without a single legal repercussion.
👉 Rachel took a sip of her wine, ready to watch the absolute destruction of her toxic family from afar.
