A week later, Arthur visited the cottage. He didn't do it out of malice, but out of a sense of auditing. He needed to see the transaction completed.
He got into his car and drove home.
"Now, I am giving you a gift," Arthur said. "Not because you deserve it. But because the ledger is messy. If I turn my back on you, I carry the weight of your hate. If I help you, I close the book. I wash my hands of you." life pay back
Arthur remained silent, his face unreadable. A week later, Arthur visited the cottage