Chapter 12 - Victoria Apologizes Without Excuses
Mother came to my apartment three weeks later.
She did not ask me to forgive Marcus.
She did not ask me to drop anything.
She sat on my couch and said:
“I raised my hand to you.”
“Yes.”
“I defended him after he hit you.”
“Yes.”
“I thought you were destroying your father’s wishes.”
“You didn’t ask me.”
“No.”
That was the part she finally understood.
Marcus had given her a story.
She accepted it because it protected the house, the company, and the son she believed carried Theodore’s legacy.
She did not verify the email.
The loan.
The codicil.
Or me.
“I am sorry.”
I believed her.
I did not tell her that made everything fine.
It didn’t.
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Apology could begin repair.
It could not erase the moment my own mother saw me on the floor and decided the person who struck me needed defending.
