When all was said and done everything remained the same. Jennifer wept for herself and the forsaken opportunity to turn things around. She wondered if things would ever change now. The tide had begun to shift the opposite direction.
Trenton laughed at his good fortune. “What’s the matter, Jenny? Sore loser?”
Immediately Jennifer felt renewed vigor course through her body. Nothing is quite like anger as a motivator. “Someday you’ll see you made a mistake,” she said, “When you realize it, I pray to God it’s not too late.”
“Leave me be,” Trenton scoffed. He had a new empire to run.
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