Chapter 21 - THE WHISPER OF THE PAST
Later that evening, Chloe received a formal letter delivered directly to her private office suite.
It was a handwritten apology note from Julian, scribbled hastily on cheap yellow legal paper from his holding cell.
She unfolded the paper, glancing over the pathetic pleas for mercy and forgiveness.
She didn't feel anger, nor did she feel pity; she simply felt a profound, absolute emptiness toward him.
She walked over to the sleek shredder beside her desk, feeding the letter into the metal teeth without hesitation.
The machine whirred softly, chewing the paper into tiny, unreadable strips of confetti.
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Some mistakes could never be unmade, and some bridges were meant to be burned down to the ash.
She swept the paper shreds into the wastebasket, closing the lid with a satisfying, decisive click.
