You ruined everything.
I stared at the message for a moment.
Then deleted it.
Because that was the difference between us.
Vanessa still believed losing control meant losing everything.
Dad still believed power meant making someone else feel small.
I had learned something better.
Peace was waking up without fear.
Power was never needing their approval again.
And revenge?
Revenge was the night they invited me because they thought I would pay their bill—
only to discover they had finally received theirs.
