Chapter 14 - Meredith’s Final Plea for Forgiveness
As the police transport vans pulled away down the driveway, Meredith walked slowly toward me with tear-stained cheeks.
“Harrison... please. We can fix our family. We can go to counseling; I’ll sign divorce papers if you want, just let me stay with Chloe,” she begged.
I looked at my wife—a woman who had watched our daughter get abused and decided her silence was worth the price.
“You watched him bruise our eight-year-old child, Meredith. You helped him keep the secret to protect your lifestyle,” I said coldly.
“I was scared of him! Everyone in this family was always terrified of your father!” she sobbed, grasping at my coat sleeve.
“Fear is an explanation, Meredith, but it is never an excuse. My lawyer will serve you with custody papers tonight.”
I gently removed her fingers from my jacket, turning my back on her just as my father had turned his back on empathy.
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I walked over to the police cruiser where Chloe sat safely coloring inside, tapping gently on the tinted glass window.
She rolled it down instantly, offering me a bright, beautiful smile that chased away the last remaining shadows of fear.
