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“Eventually,” Jacinta says. “But bureaucracy takes a while. There’s a good chance it’ll take at least a year to get there. From here, he’ll be arrested, arraigned, and have to put up bail.”

“I hate that he still gets to walk around,” I grumble.

“I know. But innocent until proven guilty by a jury of peers. No matter what the DNA says.”

“And I’ll have to testify and all that, right?”

“Yes. There will be a lot of prep work, but for the time being, anything that pops up is in my hands. You have a very strongcase, Chelsea. It would be highly unlikely for this not to go in your favor.”

“Even with me getting into a fight with him?” I ask.

“Anything like that can be spun. It’s just about how convincing we are to the jury. Again, that’s my job. For now, I want you both to breathe. Relax. Recoup. You’ve been through a lot. Heal. Get to the strongest version of yourselves, so you’re ready when the time comes.”

“Thank you,” Chelsea says. “For everything.”

“You’re welcome. We’re going to get justice, Chelsea. I really believe that. Have a good rest of your day, and take care of yourselves. I’ll be in touch with any new information.”

“Thank you,” I say.

“Have a great day, Jacinta.”

We say our goodbyes, then hang up, staring at each other in stunned silence.

“It might actually happen… justice. I let go of the hope of it happening for so long. The fact that he could actually pay?”

She blows out a trembling breath.

“Here’s hoping he gets exactly what he deserves. And more.”

“When I moved here, I hoped that karma was on my side. I had no idea how much that would end up being true. I’ll always hate what happened to me, but I look at my life now, and I have everything I could want or need. I have a beautiful life. With you.”

“And we’re not even at our best now,” I say with a laugh.

“No. But we will be. We’ll heal and keep growing together. And no matter what, we’ll be okay.”

“Nah. We’ll be better than okay.” I softly kiss her lips. “We’ll be perfect.”

25

Upgrade You

6 Months Later

Trevor

“That’s right, baby. Justlike that.”

“Yes,” Chelsea throws her head back, hands clenched in the sheets.

“So pretty when you come for me.”

With a grunt, I pull out, replacing my cock with my fingers and stroking myself hard and fast until I come all over her perfect tits.

I keep my fingers buried inside her until she stops spasming, then brush my thumb over her clit one last time before lying down next to her.

“I’m not sure what’s hotter. Wearing a condom and letting you milk me dry, or taking you bare and covering you in my cum.”

She laughs and runs her finger through the mess on her chest, then licks it off her finger.

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