Stephanie reached out for his hand.

"We're going to get through this. Alive. And free from his giant fucking shadow, at last." The thought was one that she could barely comprehend. Not having to constantly look over her shoulder. Not worrying constantly about Marcelo.

Being able to take what was hers and make something decent out of it.

She impulsively kissed him hard, until they were both a little breathless.

"Let's do this. Let's take the motherfucker down, hard."