"Sure," Selina replied with a sarcastic beam, extending the papers.
Leah stared at her, her eyes narrowing.
Something felt wrong. There was no submission in Selina's eyes. No desperation.
It got uneasy to prickle beneath Leah's skin, wondering why Selina looked this way.
A possibility clicked in. But she brushed it off, knowing it was impossible.
The man was still in hiding. Not even the police had found him, just as they had been updating Clarissa.
Still, curiosity and confidence won, as she always believed Selina had no way out in this. Leah snatched the document, feeling a sense of victory bloom.
Unfortunately, it vanished when she flipped the pages and found the signature line blank.
Color drained from her face, replaced with raw bewilderment.
"You didn't sign it? Why?" Leah's voice rose subtly. "I thought you understood the stakes of your situation."
