A new badge hung from her neck.
The title printed on it read: Sales Director.
She tilted her head, lips curving. "Surprise, Hilda. Looks like I'm your boss now."
"Though this isn't quite the outcome I was hoping for. Seems like Damian still can't bring himself to divorce you." She sighed, feigning disappointment. "Guess I'll just have to turn up the heat a little."
She reached into her pocket and pulled something out.
My breath stopped.
A jade bracelet.
I recognized it instantly. My mother's bracelet. The only thing she'd left me.
Damian had told me he was keeping it safe. Instead, he'd given it to her.
The realization barely had time to register.
Eleanor opened her fingers.
The bracelet slipped from her hand, struck the floor, and shattered into pieces.
Something inside me shattered with it.
"You broke it." My voice came out raw, barely human. "You're dead."
I slapped her across the face with every ounce of strength I had.
She let the momentum carry her to the ground, crumpling with a theatrical cry of pain.
And of course, that was the exact moment Damian came rushing in.
He dropped to his knees beside her, hands cradling her face. "Ellie! Are you okay?!"