He shook his head.
“You’re going to break up our family over one mistake?”
I stared at him.
“One mistake?”
I pointed toward the hallway.
“She still has a scar from surgery. She still wakes up afraid that her stomach will hurt again. And she has to process the fact that her own father told her to hide her symptoms from me.”
Curtis lowered his head.
I continued.
“You didn’t just put our finances at risk. You made our daughter believe that her suffering was an inconvenience.”
He began to cry.
I didn’t comfort him.
Not because I wanted him to suffer.
Because I was finally allowing myself to recognize that his feelings were not the only ones that mattered.
Part 16: Sadie’s Decision
Sadie returned home after several days in the hospital.
She moved slowly, took her medication as prescribed, and followed the doctor’s instructions.
For the first week, she slept in my room.
