My father kicked me hard. The room spun, and everything went black. Just before I passed out, I heard someone yelling, panicked, "Stephanie? Stephanie, are you okay?" It sounded like Edwin had come back. When I opened my eyes again, my arm was re-bandaged, and Edwin was holding my hand, his face full of worry. "I'm sorry I got back so late. Don't worry. I'm here now. Everything's going to be okay." His hands were big and warm. His voice was calm and comforting. But the feeling I used to get from him, the sense of safety, was gone. Because every time Denton and my father punished me, it was always Edwin who came to my rescue. I used to think Edwin was the light in my life. But now, all I saw was someone pretending to care. "It's still early," Edwin said gently, brushing my cheek. "Get some more rest." It was . He was right; it was still early. I should get some sleep. I needed the energy to leave. I drifted off again, and when I woke up, it was already . The room was empty. I gave a bitter smile. Of course, Edwin wasn't here. He was probably at the hospital with Kelsey. That was fine. It meant I could leave without anyone noticing. I checked my luggage and got ready to go when suddenly, a message popped up from Kelsey. It was a short video. In the video, Edwin was slicing fruit for her. My father was asking if he'd divorce me after I gave birth. Edwin frowned and said, "I'm not divorcing Stephanie. I was wrong before, and I'll take care of her for the rest of my life." He told them to stop bringing up divorce. He wanted to make things right and make up for what he'd done. Then Kelsey sent a message mocking me. [Your husband's not staying with you because he loves you-it's because he feels guilty. Stephanie, you'll never be loved, not by your family, not by your man. You don't deserve it.] Tears fell again. Did Edwin ever really love me? If that love was built on lies, then I didn't want it. I picked up my bags and got into a cab. Then, I sent the video from the hospital-the one where Kelsey admitted Edwin mistook her identity and she was faking her illness-anonymously to Edwin's email. And the surveillance footage from our bedroom, where Kelsey confessed she was the one who caused our mother's death, I sent that anonymously to my father and Denton. After I hit send, I tossed my phone out the window. From now on, I was starting a new life.