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Meanwhile, Lina didn't look back.
Every step she took toward the exit felt like shedding another layer of her past self—the version of her who clung to broken promises, who stayed quiet to keep the peace, who let herself be hidden. That Lina had died the moment she raised her paddle and dared to challenge the woman who had taken everything from her.
Outside, the night air kissed her skin like a quiet celebration. The valet brought her car around, and as she slid inside, she let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding.
Her phone buzzed again.
Grandmother:Darling, we finalized the guest list for your arrival. You'll be here next week, yes? We can't wait to see you.
Lina smiled faintly and typed a reply: Yes. I'll be on the earliest flight.
