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“You think you won.”
I didn’t raise my voice. “I think I survived.”
After they left, I locked the door and leaned my forehead against it. My hands trembled—not from fear, but from the crash after adrenaline.
Then my phone buzzed.
A new email had arrived—from my attorney’s office.
Subject: Temporary Protective Order & Emergency Hearing Date
I exhaled slowly.
The next battle would happen in court, not on my front porch.
And this time, Ryan wouldn’t get to shout me into silence.
I do not look back after the hotel vanishes behind the bend of the coastal road. The Gulf Shores night slides past the …
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