“What do you want?” Rebecca finally asked, her voice small.

“What do I want?” I considered the question carefully.

“I want you to understand exactly what kind of consequences your actions have created.

I want you to realize what you’ve lost through your own greed and dishonesty.”

I looked directly at my daughter—the child I’d raised, the woman who had betrayed me so completely.

“Most of all, I want you to know that things between us will never be the same again.”