Raymond had just pulled Jenna away from the edge when suddenly, a memory flashed through his mind. I had once stood the same way… at the very top of a building, toes nearly over the edge.Back then, I had just lost my grandmother. The witnesses had all been silenced. Jenna had paid them off, so none would come forward and testify that it was her who had run my grandmother over.Jenna had money and power. In her world, taking someone's life was nothing a bit of cash couldn't fix.I had gone to each witness one by one, begging them to testify. I even got down on my knees, but all I got was cold rejection. Left with nowhere else to turn, I climbed to the rooftop—shaking, alone, and ready to give up.Raymond had raced up the stairs and burst through the door just in time. I turned to face him, my eyes red from crying. My once-bright gaze was now clouded with despair, and I looked so small and fragile.At that moment, something in him cracked. His chest ached so deeply he could barel
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