Evidence

The progress was slow but steady, and she couldn’t afford to give up now.

The image of Christy’s smug face, confident in her deceit, kept Vanessa going.

She had to reveal the truth, no matter how difficult the journey.

After the weights, Laura helped Vanessa onto the parallel bars for her walking exercises.

Vanessa gripped the bars tightly, her knuckles white with the effort. Her legs felt weak, unsteady, but she took a tentative step forward.

“That’s it, Vanessa,” Laura encouraged. “One step at a time.”

Each step was a battle. Vanessa’s legs wobbled, her muscles protesting the strain.

As Vanessa inched forward, her thoughts turned inward. She replayed the confrontation with Christy in her mind, the cold realization of betrayal that had sparked this ordeal.

Vanessa’s resolve hardened with each step. She couldn’t let Christy win. Not after everything she had done.

In her mind, Vanessa visualized the moment she would finally hand over the recording to Damien and Seraphina.

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