You just didn’t bother to read the sentence where you did it.”

I watched the finality of it land on him, and settle, and crush.

He understood, all at once, that there was no lawyer clever enough and no sum of money large enough and no charm smooth enough to buy back what he had signed away in his hurry to be rid of me.

He had thrown his own daughter overboard, in writing, notarized, because he had been too arrogant and too impatient to read what he was signing.

And now it was done, and it could not be undone.