Chapter 10: The Fall of an Empire
The ballroom changed before the music stopped.
Phones lit up.
Whispers turned sharp.
Power shifted—fast, brutal, irreversible.
Evelyn stepped forward.
No apron.
No disguise.
No fear.
Beatrice stumbled into the room, unraveling.
“You did this!”
Evelyn met her gaze.
Calm. Clear. Final.
“I didn’t destroy you,” she said.
“You just finally got seen.”
Then came the sound.
Boots.
Authority.
Endings.
As chaos swallowed the empire behind her, Evelyn walked out into the night.
For the first time in ten years…
She wasn’t a ghost.
She wasn’t a servant.
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She wasn’t a victim.
She was free.
