Chapter 8 - The Final Text
The final puzzle piece violently snapped into place in my mind.
That was why Eleanor had been so vicious the day she slapped me.
She wasn't just grieving her son; she was trying to intimidate me into walking away quietly.
She wanted me to surrender so her new favorite family could inherit everything.
Chloe turned on her heel and stormed out of the hospital room.
I sat in the bed, shaking uncontrollably as the sheer magnitude of the betrayal washed over me.
My father sat down on the edge of the mattress and pulled me into a gentle hug.
He promised me that we were going to tear Eleanor’s entire world apart.
The next day, Arthur the investigator returned with a new piece of evidence.
He had managed to secure the police report and the data from Mark’s destroyed car.
The crash had not just been the result of drunk driving.
The black box data showed that Mark was frantically texting someone at the exact moment of the crash.
The phone records confirmed he was arguing with Chloe right before the impact.
She had been threatening to tell me about the baby if he didn't leave me that night.
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His distraction, combined with the alcohol, was the direct cause of his death.
Chloe was not just a victim; she was the catalyst for the fatal accident.
