Chapter 27 - Confronting a broken female prisoner behind thick glass panels with shocking overseas photographs to shatter her final deep psychological defenses once and for all today.
Ethan walked into the visitor center of the federal penitentiary, sitting down in front of a thick glass partition.
Moments later, guards led a frail, defeated Helen into the booth, forcing her to sit down opposite her son.
She looked older, smaller, and utterly broken inside her coarse orange jumpsuit, her eyes avoiding Ethan's piercing gaze.
Ethan slid the London photograph through the metal pass-slot, watching it land flat on the steel counter before her.
Helen gasped, her trembling hand reaching out to touch the image of the infant she had abandoned forty years ago.
"You didn't just ruin my father's life and mine; you left a trail of destruction across two continents," Ethan said coldly.
"How... how did you find that?" Helen whispered, her voice cracking with pathetic, desperate terror.
"The truth always finds a way to the surface, Mother; your lies have finally run out of road," Ethan stated quietly.
Helen buried her face in her hands, sobbing dry, hopeless tears as she realized her entire life of deceit was completely exposed.
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Ethan stood up without saying another word, turning his back on the woman who had brought him into the world but deserved nothing.
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