EPILOGUE
They lost the house a month later.
Jessica tried apologizing—letters, flowers, messages. I never responded.
David lives in a small apartment now. He comes to visit me every Sunday, alone. We’re rebuilding slowly.
He’s learning what I always hoped he would: The most expensive thing you can lose in this world… is your dignity.
And once it’s gone—no mansion can ever buy it back.
Note: This story is a work of fiction inspired by real events. Names, characters, and details have been altered. Any resemblance is coincidental. The author and publisher disclaim accuracy, liability, and responsibility for interpretations or reliance. All images are for illustration purposes only.
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