It's been 2 weeks since I texted Harry and nothing happened. I am still 'too hurt' to have access to my devices, so I have no idea what's going on. We just came back after a long day of filming and my anxiety grows. The more time I spend with them, I grow even more scared. And I start missing Olivia more. 

But I get it. That must be terrifying.

I wish I could have been there when she cornered her like a hyena. 

We were eating dinner when the door busts open and the FBI arrests them. As they drive away, Harry walks through the doorframe and laughs, "Hope you didn't doubt me." 

I run up to him and hug him, "Never."

Their trial is two weeks later and they're charged as guilty, their sentence is to be put in jail forever.

I know I shouldn't be happy, but I am so relieved. I quit every upcoming movie and series I had. I sold my LA home. I don't want to come here anytime soon. And after enough time has passed for me to be certain, I was finally free.