I was no longer responsible for persuading Daniel to recognize my fear.

I wasn’t responsible for making Marlene feel less ashamed.

I was responsible for caring for our son and cooperating with the process when required.

That was enough.

One afternoon, Detective Alvarez arranged to return my cracked phone after the necessary evidence handling had been completed.

I met her at Thomas’s office.

She placed the device on the table.

The corner of the screen was still damaged.