Such an idyllic setting shouldn’t be privy to her heart breaking in two. Katarina hadn’t wanted to believe it, but the photographic evidence was irrefutable.
“I’m so sorry. What are you going to do?” The pity in the PI’s face had been hard to take.
That’s not who she was, not anymore.
Squinting in the sunshine she saw the reason for her huddling here. Hand in hand they strolled along the beach, as though they fucking owned it, which of course he did.
Katarina smiled. Too bad he hadn’t yet changed his will.
The rock gave way. Revenge was sweet.
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