Chapter 16 - Rejecting David S Weak Apologies Outside The Courthouse
Two weeks later, the crisp winter air surrounded the county courthouse steps as media vans crowded the brick plaza.
The trial regarding the fraudulent probate filings and Grandma Clara’s true testament had drawn intense public attention.
David stood near the stone pillars, waiting patiently in the cold for me to emerge from the oak double doors.
As Emma and I walked down the steps escorted by Mr. Pendelton, David stepped forward with a pleading expression.
“Elena, please... let’s talk about counseling. Let’s salvage what’s left of our family for Emma’s sake,” David begged softly.
I stopped walking, looking down at the man who had watched his sister terrorize our daughter and remained silent.
“You had your chance to protect our family at that Thanksgiving table, David, and you chose your sister’s comfort instead,” I stated firmly.
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“People can change, Elena. I’ve cut ties with her completely,” David urged, tears welling up in his tired eyes.
“Some lines can never be uncrossed, David. Sign the divorce papers, and let us finally live in peace,” I replied without hesitation.
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