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We left the courthouse immediately, a black Rolls Royce was waiting out front. The same driver from earlier held the door open for us, I bunch my dress with my sweaty palm, lifting slightly before getting inside as I arrange the train around my legs. The door to the other side opens and the man gets in, closing the door silently. The driver gets in at the front and the car rolls down the curb.

I look out the window as the courthouse disappears from view along with Mr. Alfread, he raises a hand to bid us bye, I wonder if he is leaving from here to give Dad the news at the hospital to tell him his precious company is saved.

Fingers clasped in my lap. I am numb as the car zips past the streets of New York.

Beside me, the man doesn’t say a word to me, his eyes not once moving from the screen on his phone, as he types away, likely conducting business. I wasn't even allowed the courtesy of bringing my own phone as I was rushed out of the house this morning.

It’s done.

It’s really
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