My parents and younger sister laughed loudly at my wedding. “Of course only a cripple would marry a failure like her,”

same way she did it to me. Carefully. Except I kept records.”

Vanessa lunged, but security stepped between us.

My father’s voice dropped. “Name your price.”

I glanced at Adrian. He nodded once.

“I already did,” I said. “The truth, in front of everyone you invited to watch me be humiliated.”

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