Briony stared out the window as the sky loomed overhead, heavy and oppressive, like a black hole caving in on the world.

From her phone, the howl of wind cut through the silence.

A man's trembling voice, thick with tears, came through the speaker again. “Bryn, I'm sorry. Meeting me in this life has only brought you pain. If there's another life after this, don't let us cross paths again."

Briony's grip tightened around her daughter.

She said nothing.

Carl clung to the steering wheel, his eyes rimmed red.

Crystal held up the phone, uncertain what to do.

Even she could sense something was terribly wrong-how could Briony not know?

Yet Briony remained silent.

Stewart's voice came again, rough with emotion. "Bryn, I left a few things for the kids at Southcreek Manor. In the years ahead, I'm counting on you. Please, on their birthdays, take them there to collect what's theirs."

At the mention of the children, Briony finally replied, her answer soft and even: "Alright."

Just one quiet word, but it made Carl's tears fall silently down his face.

"Bryn," Stewart's voice was almost lost in the wind, "do you still blame me?"

Briony's lashes fluttered.

next moment, the call

Crack-

rain came

the car in a

The light turned green.

pressed the gas, and the Maybach glided forward, steady

the phone disappeared

arms, sobbing, her cries

sign, perhaps, of something she could

daughter close, silently stroking her

quietly

embrace as well, pressing a kiss to his

car blocked out the raging storm-and

at the long-abandoned pier, a violent

roar, reduced to twisted wreckage that tumbled into the waves and

Nothing survived.

watched through binoculars, a

see Stewart obliterated, wiped from the earth without a trace-it was a sight he'd waited years for, one that

was every bit as dramatic

Maybach rolled

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