Chapter 10 - The Ultimate Victory
Jason completely frantically threw his incredibly dirty clothes entirely into a cheap, highly pathetic plastic garbage bag, violently completely sobbing the entire time the massive deputies watched him.
He aggressively completely stumbled entirely out of the massive grand front doors, absolutely not even daring to completely look me entirely in the eyes as he aggressively walked away.
I stood incredibly proudly entirely on the beautiful, completely sprawling front porch, eagerly watching my incredibly abusive brother pathetically completely disappear entirely down the quiet suburban street.
The massive, highly imposing deputies politely tipped their incredibly heavy hats entirely to me and aggressively drove away, completely leaving me entirely alone in the massive, breathtaking silence of my completely new home.
I confidently unlocked the incredibly heavy front door and slowly walked completely into the grand parlor, the exact massive room where my entire life had violently changed forever.
The faint, completely lingering smell of perfectly roasted turkey and highly expensive lemon wax had been entirely, completely replaced by the beautiful, incredibly sweet scent of absolute victory.
I gently ran my trembling fingers completely over the highly expensive hardwood floor, specifically touching the exact terrible spot where my blood had aggressively pooled on Thanksgiving.
I had completely, successfully survived their highly toxic, incredibly cruel abuse for entirely twenty-five years, constantly completely believing I was fundamentally broken and utterly unworthy of love.
But they had violently completely pushed me entirely too far, completely awakening an incredibly fierce, entirely brilliant monster they could absolutely, entirely never control.
I had systematically, entirely flawlessly destroyed Arthur's incredibly corrupt financial empire, Margaret's completely fake social kingdom, and Jason's highly arrogant, entirely violent entitlement.
I had completely legally, incredibly aggressively taken entirely everything they completely loved completely away entirely from them, absolutely leaving them to rot entirely in their own miserable, self-made hells.
I confidently walked completely into the massive, incredibly beautiful kitchen and proudly poured myself a tall, highly expensive glass of incredibly celebratory red wine.
I confidently raised my beautiful glass entirely to the incredibly empty, completely quiet room, officially completely toasting entirely to the absolute, magnificent death of the completely toxic Vance family legacy.
I was completely no longer the entirely pathetic, incredibly quiet victim completely bleeding helplessly entirely on the floor while my terrible family completely ignored my screams.
I was the incredibly strong, entirely fierce, and highly brilliant survivor who had successfully, completely burned their entire incredibly fake world completely to the absolute ground.
The incredibly terrible, completely suffocating nightmare of my highly painful past was permanently, entirely completely over, and my incredibly beautiful, highly amazing new life was finally entirely beginning.
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I completely took a long, incredibly highly satisfying sip of the entirely rich wine, completely smiling happily as the completely warm, beautifully setting sun brightly illuminated my massive, completely beautiful house.
I had finally, completely successfully won the massive war, and I was absolutely going to completely live incredibly happily and entirely peacefully completely for the absolute rest of my incredible life.
