“Come get your worthless daughter and take her back,” my mother-in-law shouted my father as I lay broken at the bottom of the stairs after my husband shoved me down. “Your family will answer for it if she has even a scratch,” was the sole warning Dad offered her. They had no notion who my father really was, so they made fun of him.

“I hate feeling so completely helpless.”

“You’re not helpless,” Dad told him.

“You have me, you have Gabriel, and you have the truth.

Gabriel checked his phone.

There was a new notification.

“Supervised entry into your home tomorrow morning has been approved by the police chief,” Gabriel said.

The officers will collect your personal organisers, Maya’s clothes and your daily essentials.

“Will they let my husband come in the house when we’re there?I asked fearfully. ”