The day after I turned eighteen, I made a trip to New York City.
I cursed at Cassian, beat up Beckett, and humiliated Delilah.
Then I completely cut ties with them.
They were actually afraid of me now–it seemed these days of being despised by everyone had frightened them.
Ethan Vale lost everything–all that he had gained because of me was gone.
Like a homeless dog, he cursed at me angrily, blaming me for not listening to him.
-Until I told him that if he didn’t live with his tail between his legs, how my mother died back then, I would make him experience it all over again.
Of course, I was just scaring him.
It was quite funny–when he learned that I was behind the destruction these four families suffered, he actually started to fear me too. This man who had been arrogant his whole life finally couldn’t be arrogant anymore.
-He indeed knew the truth about Mom’s car accident back then, and probably participated in it.
Just as he reached the general manager position, he fell hard again. Wife and daughter gone, his mistresses ran away too.
“Coincidentally,” when Alaric’s father was driving, he was killed on the street by the same kind of “three–no person.”
Karma.
A good show.
After all the dust settled, my revenge came to a perfect end, and Vivienne was doing the cleanup work.
She still made time to see me off. I left with the recruitment team from Oxford and Cambridge.
Vivienne asked with a smile why I was leaving in such a hurry. I also smiled and said I was afraid of complications arising from delay, worried those families would retaliate against me once they figured things out.
But they didn’t know–I had been waiting for this day for ten years.
“Maybe,” I said when Professor from the Physics Department invited me to participate in her summer research, smiling as I said I’d think about it.
In my account was the final payment Vivienne had transferred–enough money for me to freely choose my life.
Mom, I now have enough capital to accept or reject any person or thing.
I can now stand in this world relying on myself.
Don’t worry about me anymore. Your daughter is very strong now.
Just as you hoped, I’ll stand by the rushing river and lift my eyes to the distant peaks-
to listen, to learn, to live.
In my eighteenth year, I finally welcomed my own new life.
