He handed me a card. “Call this number. They’ll take your case pro bono.”
For the first time since the hospital room, Nick looked small.
Back at my sister’s house, I knelt carefully in front of Chloe.
“You saved me,” I whispered.
She smiled. “I became brave because you were.”
I gave him a kidney because I thought love meant giving everything.
But love doesn’t mean allowing someone to take everything.
The moment that stopped me wasn’t the betrayal.
It was my daughter, standing in a courtroom, refusing to let silence win.
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