Three months later...

Amber felt a fire burning inside her. She couldn't ignore the need to confront Valentina and Katrina, the women who had tormented her for so long. She knew she had to do this, to face them one last time and reclaim her power.

"Stefan," Amber said one evening, her voice steady yet filled with determination. "I need to visit Valentina and Katrina in prison."

Stefan's brow furrowed with concern. "Baby, you're pregnant. It might not be good for you or our child to face that stress."

Amber reached for his hand, squeezing it gently. "I understand your concern, but I need closure. I need to confront them...