The Final Surrender
With nowhere left to run and denial no longer an option, Steve slumped. His shoulders dropped as he whispered, “Okay, okay… I did it.” His voice trembled with remorse, the adrenaline fading into resignation. It was over, and he knew it.
He glanced at Melissa with eyes full of regret. “I took the ring, thinking it would change everything between us,” he admitted. But Melissa didn’t offer comfort—just a steady gaze of disappointment. The illusion he had clung to was broken beyond repair.
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