I had lived in that house already.

I was not going to raise my daughter in it.”

Mike had gone very still.

“So I made a choice, that week,” I said.

“I chose to protect my baby from your cruelty before she was even born.

I filed for full legal custody.

I worked double shifts at the county clinic — the same little county clinic you sneered at by the door tonight — and I paid off every last cent of that forty thousand dollars myself.

And I raised Lily in a home that is full of exactly three things: laughter, peace, and honesty.