“And to think that at some point in my life I admired you,” I said sadly. “In many ways, this wasn't you're fault, Mom raised you this way, Han. But you could have decided to be different. I could say many things to you, Hannah. Hurtful things. Spit out how bad of a sister you've been. Remind you of the days you turned your back on me. But I won't waste my time. I only have one thing to say to you. All of you, actually. I know you're not sorry, but I forgive you.”
I turned to David, giving him a single nod. He'd know what to do. He sighed, opening the door to the meeting room and signaled for the officers to walk inside.
“What are you doing?” my mom asked, a desperate shriek in her voice.
“Something I should have done a long time ago.”
I stood back as my parents and Hannah protested against the officer’s commands, they were being apprehended for fraud and my sister had the added charge of invasion of privacy.
Pleading eyes met mine, and their voices echoed as they asked me for help.
“We're your family,” my mom hissed.
I raised an eyebrow. “The girl who used to believe that, you broke her. She's gone.”
She was far too surprised to say anything else.
“Is this your revenge?” Hannah asked, tears in her eyes, disbelief in her features.
I gave her a small smile, shaking my head. “This is justice.”