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I look at the sunset from the floor to ceiling window in Ethan's penthouse. The breathtaking view of the sun changing colour and slowly swallowed by the Pacific is mesmerizing. Every evening since I moved into Ethan's house, we drink a cup of coffee watching the sunset. It's weird being here. I never imagined such a turn of event. With Kate in Geneva and James busy with his work, I know why this is the best option, yet it feels strange. It's not even the same house we used to live in. This is more lavish and extravagant with 6 bedrooms each with an en suite bathroom which is as big as my previous apartment, a fully equipped kitchen, private dining, high roof living room, in-house gym and an infinity pool.

I turn around and look at Ethan who is busy working on his laptop while holding the mug of coffee. From the non-stop ringing of his phone, it's impossible not to see how swamped he is. Yet he insists on working from home. I have offered to go along with him to his office even though stepping a foot at that place after last time rolls my stomach. But he says it's better if we stayed home for some more time. He is getting more and more paranoid every day.

I sigh and get back to work. I am temporarily working as Ethan's Personal Assistant and my main job is to write emails, make a summary of the meetings he has with clients and maintain his schedule. I had done the same job when we were married and it didn't take me any time to get up to speed. Though the job keeps me busy all day, it's not something I love doing. Before all this happened, when I was doing two jobs, I was hoping I will go back to college someday. Finance seemed like a logical choice with many possible jobs but I was more passionate about Early Education and baking.

Now I am inclined to baking. I have helped out in the kitchen when I lived in an orphanage. I also worked for a pastry chef during my high school. I love the smell of freshly baked bread and pastry. I had checked some baking programs then. I will have to do a search for programs that will be starting in the coming weeks. It's high time I start doing something with my life.

I look at Ethan who is browsing something on his iPad. I will have to borrow the iPad from him later since the office laptop Ethan gave me doesn't allow browsing external sites.

A while later, Ethan looked tense. He was gritting his teeth so hard, I thought he will break his jaws.

"Is everything okay?", I ask him and he immediately says everything is fine and leaves to make a call.

" Ethan, Can I use your", I start to ask him if I can use his iPad for some time but he interrupts me,

"Amy, you don't have to ask me every time you use something", he says in a hurry and disappears up the stairs.

Ethan is behaving strangely of late. He is tense all the time and gets strange phone calls to which he only replies in a word or two, or runs off to speak to whoever is on the other end. I can't help but assume the person on the other end is his fiance, Sandra Huffman. I can understand why she is not happy with this arrangement. If I was in her place, I will be upset as well. If a woman, nevertheless an ex-wife stays with my fiance for a long time, I will be worried as well. Though Ethan assured me everything is fine between them when I moved here, I can feel things are tense between them. I need to move back to Kate's spare room sooner.

But first, I need to find a job that will allow me to take baking courses as well. I am much better now and it's already been a week since I was released from the mental health facility. And, I can't have a chaperone for the rest of my life. Also, I have enough money now thanks to Ethan who gave me 50 thousand dollars though I haven't fulfilled the agreement. Apparently, My aunt never had cancer and was only lying to me to pay for her gambling and drinking. Ethan somehow managed to make her pay me back 30 thousand dollars which is probably about 1/4th of what I have spent on her. When I think about her sometimes I feel sad for not having a mother anymore even though she was not loving and sometimes I feel angry for being made a scapegoat for her know needs.

I take the iPad that Ethan had left on the couch and slide to unlock the screen. I did a double take on the article, Ethan had left open on the screen. There is a picture of me taken at the time of our marriage and headlines read

" The millionaire ex-wife accuses Billionaire of rape"

My heart pounds in my chest as I continue to read the article.

"Millionaire and CEO of Harris Software Ethan Harris's ex-wife, Amy Green has accused Billionaire Alessandro Ferrari of rape. The incident said to have happened in the private island resort owned by the Harris Family. Harris(es) have organized a family get together to celebrate the 80th birthday of Will Harris who is the owner of Harris Inc. back in December last year. It is not clear why Ms Green, who has separated from Mr Ethan Harris, the grandson of Mr Will Harris, was on the private island at that time. Three years ago, it was speculated that Ms Green had spent the funds allocated for charity for her own lavish lifestyle which in turn led to the problem between the couple and not so amicable divorce. It is not known what or where Ms Green was in those years after the divorce.

When asked about the current development the family had mixed responses.

Mrs Elsa Ferrari, the wife of Mr Ferrari and the granddaughter of Mr Will Harris in a press release yesterday said the allegations are false and they will be suing Ms Green for defamation. Mrs Ferrari further accused Ms Green of prostitution. She explained that Ms Green seduced Mr Ferrari which led to a one-night stand and then went on to blackmail him for 1 million dollars. When Mr Ferrari refused to pay, Ms Green turned her game and now she has accused Mr Ferrari on sexual assault. Mrs Ferrari said the accusations are baseless and fabricated.

As soon as the news hit Twitter, Ms Genna Harris, the actress who plays the main lead in the vampire-zombie series and sister of Mrs Ferrari, tweeted her support to Ms Green. She has stated that Ms Green was sexually assaulted on that day and almost lost her life. She asked her fans to stand with Ms Amy Green as she had suffered enough and she needs all the support to fight the case.

The Police Department in Hawaii where the case has been registered are yet to give a statement. "

I couldn't breathe any more. Taking in oxygen became difficult and I tried the breathing exercises that the doctor had taught her to do when I had panic attacks. But it didn't help. I tried to pull myself together but soon I lost my consciousness.

When I woke up, I was lying on the couch and Ethan was staring at me worried.

"Amy, are you alright? You scared me."

"I am okay", I say feeling lost.

" What happened?"

"This", I say unlocking the iPad and showing the article.

" I know it looks bad but it is not", Ethan as in a hurry trying to calm me down.

"I trusted you. I trusted all of you. You promised to let it go. I knew this would happen. I had been through all these ones before when we got a divorce. This time it will be far worse. Why are you doing this to me? To you take some sick pleasure in seeing me suffer?", I scream at him.

I just want to move past everything. I want to forget the last few years and start afresh. I want to build a life for myself. I have been trying to do so for so many years now and every time I take one step I have dragged back two steps. It's frustrating.

" Amy, we are sorry to keep you in dark. But we can't let him or Matt for they did to you."

"What about what you did to me? They only hurt my body. You hurt my soul", I accuse him. As soon as the words leave my mouth, Ethan's face is filled with misery.

"Amy... I...... to know I had everything in my grasp and sabotaged it with my own hands. It's hell Am. When you were in the hospital dying, I knew it was not entirely Sandro's fault that you were there. I had a huge part in why you decided to end your life. And I can never forgive myself for that. Also, I know I don't have any chance with you after everything that happened. Someday you will find someone who is worthy of you and will live a happy life with him. That would be my punishment, seeing you with someone else. It will kill me but I deserve it. If there was any legal way to get punished for my mistakes, I would have surrendered. And if you have any punishment for me, I will wholeheartedly accept it."

I don't know how to reply. I don't know if I am even angry with Ethan. Right now I don't want to think about us. I want to be far away from him and the media circus. The only place that pops up to me in Geneva. I can go to Kate. I have never been out of the country. I can use this opportunity to travel.

"I have to go. I will stay in Kate's apartment", I say and go back to the room I have been occupying.

"Amy Please. Listen to me. It's not safe there. The penthouse is heavily guarded and the limited access gives you good security.", Ethan explains but I continue to pack my things.

" You are just being paranoid"

"No, Amy. I am not. Kate's home was destroyed a few days before you were released from mental care. That's why we brought you here. It's much safer. Please stay here. If you don't want me here, I will stay somewhere else."

"What do you mean? Destroyed? How?"

"Few masked men enter the apartment when she was in the University and broke everything. James and I believe it's Sandro sending a message"

Kate's apartment was destroyed. She loves her apartment. She loves to DIY and She has done so many beautiful things for the apartment.

"Oh My God! I am causing only trouble. I feel horrible.", I say as tears threaten to roll down my cheeks. Ethan sits hunched in front of me.

" Amy, It's no trouble. We love you and we want you to be safe and happy. If the roles were reversed you would have done the same for us. "

Will I? I don't know how I will repay them for their kindness. But at least I can make their life simpler.

"Okay. I will stay but I want to release the press statement saying I am not pressing any charges.", I say with a sigh.

"If that's what you want, I won't force you to go to court. But can you please decide after reading an email we received from an anonymous person on the helpline we set up to get any information to help the case against Sandro",

"There is a helpline?",

" There is a lot to explain but first please read this one", Ethan says handing over the iPad with an opened email.

From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Dear Amy,

First I want to express my sadness to you for the horrible attack. I can understand what you are going through. My daughter was in a similar position once and I watched her suffer. About 6 years ago, I was working for Mr Ferrari. On the completion of a successful project, he gave our team a week-long success party at an expensive beach resort. I took my then 14-year-old daughter to the resort with me. She was a beautiful teenager full of life. She wanted to travel the world and explore different cultures. We didn't have much since I was a single mother and staying in such an expensive resort was a once in a lifetime event. So we were so excited. On the second day, I was shocked to see Mr Ferrari flirting with my little girl. I was concerned and stayed with her all the time. On the last day, I was told Mr Ferrari had to leave due to an emergency. That night, I left my daughter in our cabin where she was watching a movie and joined my colleagues for a drink at the bar.

When I returned a few hours later, my daughter was beaten and was barely available. Later we found out she was raped and abused. She had to be in the hospital for a few days before she could even say a single word. She drew a car to the police when we asked about her attacked. I immediately knew Mr. Ferrari was the culprit. I informed the authorities but soon realized Mr Ferrari had everyone in his pocket. I tried everything in my power to bring justice for what he did to my daughter. But I was a single mother living from paycheck to paycheck and fighting a billionaire was impossible. Soon after I lost my job and no one was ready to employ me. We were threatened, harassed, mocked and terrorized for days. My daughter couldn't take it anymore and killed herself with a letter asking me to live my life. It's impossible to live a life when you know that the person who is responsible for the death of your sweet girl is roaming around freely getting married and having children. Some nights I can't sleep because I can't stop picturing him abusing other girls like my daughter. I feel guilty for what happened to you because I was not able to stop the monster. But I am happy that you are fighting this sexual predator. When he is punished, my daughter's soul will rest in peace. Thank you so much for doing this for me. Be strong, Amy. May God be with you on this journey."

Love,

Anonymous Coward.

"Oh my God, she was only 14. A child", I say in disbelief.

"This is not the only email we received. There are many more Amy. This fight is not only for you. It's also for so many girls who have suffered in his hands. Most of them had no resource to go against Sandro. But I do and I want that piece of shit to suffer like the young girl. The case is strong. All the evidence point to him and I am sure he will be incriminated, Amy. Can you do me a favour? Can you please sleep over it and if you still feel you don't want to press charges, I will not proceed further",

I agreed on one condition. I need to know everything that had happened since the day of the attack. Ethan nodded and continued to explain everything they have been hiding from me. I read all the articles published by the media. As Ethan said its not all bad. The comments were both supportive and trashy. Ethan with his special PR team has done a lot of positive marketing. I thanked him for that. They have spun my story to bring out many cases that were reported due to fear. I also read many other emails which elaborated their story. Sandro victims are as young as 12 years which angered me. And as I went about reading each story, I knew with Ethan's, James and Kate's support I can fight the case and throw him in prison. If not for me, I will fight for the young girls who were terrorized by him.