The silence in the room was heavy as Jack held the autopsy report in his hands. His eyes skimmed over the details, lingering on the revelation that brought a wave of relief and frustration all at once: Anastasia was never pregnant.
“She lied to everyone,” he said, his voice sharp with disbelief.
Samantha sat across from him, her expression unreadable. “Her lies almost destroyed us,” she said quietly. “But it’s over now, Jack. She can’t hurt us anymore.”
Jack exhaled, his grip on the report tightening. “I let her manipulate me. I should’ve seen through it.”
Samantha reached across the table, placing her hand over his. “None of us are perfect,” she said softly. “But we’re still here. Together.”
Jack looked at her, her calm resolve steadying him. He nodded. “You’re right. It’s time to mo
