My Daughter Called on Easter and Whispered, “Dad… He Hurt Me Again”—Twenty Minutes Later, I Walked Into Her Husband’s Mansion

She needed an exit.

Not another commander.

PART 30 — GABE

Gabe visited often.

Never asked Hannah for details.

He fixed a loose porch rail.

Changed the oil in my truck.

Made terrible coffee.

One evening he said:

“You know what she needs from you?”