My Fiancé Chose Her So I Chose Myself Chapter 23
Travis’s comment, the posting date, and the people who were there were all still on record.
That picture had once made me see just how absurd my place in their lives truly was.
Now, it was simply evidence, proving where the item came from and how long she had possessed it.
My attorney submitted the photo, along with Jenna’s new video, to the lawyer handling property recovery and to the Lakecrest council investigator.
That same afternoon, Brooke contacted them voluntarily.
She admitted that she had taken the music box from my desk drawer. She also admitted that Travis had never had the right to give it to Jenna in the first place.
Jenna’s video was deleted quickly, but it was too late.
At the protective-order hearing the next day, the judge reviewed Northstar’s building surveillance. It showed, in full, Jenna lunging out from behind the landscaping, raising the metal tumbler, and being subdued by security.
Jenna’s lawyer tried to frame the incident as a loss of control from her wolf instinct.
The prosecution then submitted the line she had spoken in her video.
*This was all Natalie’s plan.*
Even in public, she was still blaming me, still seeing herself as the one from whom something had been taken. A loss of control did not explain continued threats after the fact, and it did not erase choice.
The judge issued a one-year protective order.
The Lakecrest council issued a matching injunction. Jenna was forbidden from contacting me or approaching Northstar’s Chicago office.
As she left the courthouse, she cried to the waiting reporters, “Travis and Evan used to believe me. They only changed after Natalie came back.”
No one answered for her.
Travis was awaiting the board inquiry.
Evan was busy trying to stop GridForge’s creditors from taking over his company.
The two people who had once appeared whenever she called did not show up this time.