My Best Friend Bought Me a Cursed Life Chapter 10

My Best Friend Bought Me a Cursed Life Chapter 10 A New Beginning

Three years later.

Our wedding was held on a private beach.

Richard Astor died in a shootout between cartels.

Sebastian–legs broken in a prison fight–will spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

Margaret lost her mind, wandering the streets in rags, muttering about “when I was a heiress.”

I became the matriarch of the Hawke fortune. The business press called me “The Iron Countess.”

At the ceremony, Julian held my hands and promised me forever.

As we exchanged rings, I saw something in the crowd.

A black cat. Sitting on a white folding chair, watching me with calm, knowing eyes.

I winked at her.

Thank you, the version of myself who suffered in my previous life.

We’re both free now.

The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the water in strokes of amber and rose. I gripped Julian’s hand and smiled.

Yes, this watched life–this spectacular, brutal, beautiful life—I lived it well.