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~ Bella's POV
The weight of the money in my hand felt almost unreal. I stared at the stack, my fingers shaking as I turned it over. It was more than I had ever seen in my entire life, more than I ever dreamed of earning in this wretched place. The crisp bills felt heavy with possibilities like they could change everything. I could breathe for once. I could finally help Mia and Noah.
I hadn't had the chance to think about much when it happened. My mind had been clouded by the terror of what Carlo had been trying to do to me. I had been frozen, unsure of what to do when that strange man walked in, taking out his gun and killing Carlo without a second thought. But now, as I sat there, counting the money and letting the weight of it settle in my hands, I felt a strange calm.