His Debts, My Sweetest Victory

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n't. After seeing those pictures and my complete i

h my parents, waiting to leave for the

ith Dayami by his side. He was holding

o sound cheerful. "I brought breakfast! I th

was so worried about you, Kelsey! H

father' s jaw was tight. My

nt scent of Dayami' s perfume clin

"That's why you spent the night comforting

not what you think! Dayami

! It was a really scary night. But Elias

ed, a hollow laugh esc

avorite pastry. And I was thinking... maybe we could take that t

our dream. A romantic getaway we'd planne

was offe

ys ago. Her, in front of the Eiffel Tower, sipping champagne. With a c

h her. He was just offeri

was stronger now.

away. "I' m not interested in Paris anymore. And I'

ed? Kelsey, what are

feigned concern. "Kelsey, you seem so...

now I was "distant"? Unless Elia

my voice. "Are you tracking my every move

as, she thinks I'm spying on her! I just... I heard you t

h fake tears. "She thinks I'm a bad person

is wrong with you?! Dayami is worried a

mic piece my mother had given us, and hurled it ag

f!" he roared, pointing a trembling finger at me. "You' re out sleeping aroun

inching. His words

s side. "Elias, darling, calm down! She'

t? What about my mother, Dayami? Is she 'not worth it' either?" I knew she' d bee

she'd been caught. "I... I don'

he heavy ashtray from the cof

scream, I fl

ully missing her head, but it str

y arm! Elias, she hit me! She hurt me!" Sh

red at me, his eyes blazing with fury. "Kelsey! Are y

, my voice steady.

second. He knew. He knew Dayami was a liar. Bu

it people, Kelsey! You've gone too far

pologize? For what? For telling t

swear to God, I'll divorce you!"

elt a faint flicker. A tiny spark of doubt.

w. "I have something important to d

his eyes narrow

ncy," I said, my voice barely a whisp

, cruel laugh. "You're joking, right? You think I