Every dollar.

Every date.

Every indignity.

Not the diary of a victim, but the evidence file of a survivor, compiled in the dark, in a small leather notebook, against a day she trusted would come.

That is not weakness.

That is one of the most formidable forms of strength there is, the strength to endure what cannot yet be resisted while quietly building the case that will, eventually, deliver justice.

Carmen had lost every visible thing.