"Which is why," Selene said cheerfully, "you'll be filing for bankruptcy. Your house, your cars, your jewelry, your savings accounts, even your grandmother's ring – everything will be sold to pay your debts."
"But even if you sell everything," Marcus added, "you'll still owe about forty million dollars. That means you'll be working to pay off this debt for the rest of your life."
Amelia's legs gave out. She sat down hard on the grass.
"Why are you doing this to me?"
Selene knelt down next to her. "Because fifteen years ago, you took something that didn't belong to you. Something that changed my entire life."
"I was nine years old! What could I possibly have taken that matters now?"
"You took my identity," Selene said quietly. "My real name is Amy Williams. Amy, just like you. But when I was six years old, my parents died in a car crash. I was put in foster care, bounced from home to home."
Amelia stared at her. "I don't understand."
