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His eyebrows shoot up in surprise He opens his mouth to speak, but I hold up my hand and silence him

“How many times have you cheated on your wife?” I ask

“Excuse asps “How dare you —”

“Cut the crap, Matt,” I snort, stor over to him “You think I care about your inability to be faithful to your wife? No Thatsomeone into sex just because you think you paid for her?”

“I don’t knohat you’re talking about!” Matt growls, perplexed “I’ve never—”

“You have and you did,” I yell, sla my fists down on his desk “It was Scarlett, Matt You raped her How could you do that to someone? How could you think you own someone like that?”

He steps out from around his desk I stare into his eyes and all I see is fear and regret Fear that maybe his ill find out? Maybe she should know

“Ryder, please I was going through some shit I don’t even reo and I had no idea it was her”

“You ht not remember,” I say softly “But she does She re day You ruined her life”

“Let h, because there is nothing he could possibly say to ht

I reach out and grab his shirt, swinging my fist into his face He stu

“That’s for fucking up her life Goodbye, Matt”

I walk out the door and don’t look back

Epilogue

Eight weeks later