Chapter 78: A Clean Break
The morning sun poured into the grand study, casting a warm glow over the papers scattered across the polished wooden desk. The walls of the room, adorned with vintage portraits and intricate bookshelves, now felt more like a fortress—one that belonged to us, not to Damien's family. We had taken our rightful place in the estate, reclaiming not only what was ours by blood, but also what we had fought so hard for.
It had been weeks since the court's ruling. Weeks since the final letter from my mother had set the record straight, and yet, the weight of that victory was still settling on my shoulders. The Blackwoods had tried to fight, to claw their way back into power, but it had all crumbled in the face of the truth.
Now, there was only one thing left to do: sever all remaining ties with Damien's family.