Strength was Mom choosing to eat without asking permission.

Strength was gathering evidence when rage would have been easier.

Strength was walking away from someone begging for forgiveness and understanding that remorse arriving after consequences is not the same thing as love.

I reached the car and looked back once.

Claire raised her hand from the window.

Mom did the same.

I smiled.

Then I got in.

Brandon had promised to crush me in three seconds.

In the end, I never needed three seconds to destroy him.

I only needed enough patience to let him reveal exactly who he was—and enough courage to make sure my family never had to fear him again.

THE END!

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