As I was drifting in and out of consciousness, my childhood friend, Simon Vance, risked his life to pull me out of the roaring flames.Since he was on his own, he had no choice but to leave behind Rebecca, who had already taken her last breath. He had grown up in the orphanage with me, sharing a bond with Rebecca that ran deeper than blood.We held each other and cried, but even then, he didn't forget to comfort me."Caroline, this isn't your fault," he said. "They did this, not you."By the time I was discharged from the hospital, Simon had already contacted the staff and collected Rebecca's remains.Together, we laid her to rest at the cemetery.I placed a bouquet of sunflowers, her favorite flowers, beside her headstone, my eyes red."Help me," I whispered. "I want to make Madeline pay for this."Simon used his connections to hand over every piece of evidence to the police. The moment I saw the surveillance footage, my heart completely shattered.Madeline and her men had
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