She had documented months of unwanted advances, late-night messages, and a pattern of Arthur cornering her alone — the exact behavior I had spent two years being told I was imagining.

The school had not gone to the police.

Instead, Constance — using her family’s connections and the school board’s terror of scandal — had arranged a quiet settlement of a quarter of a million dollars from a private family trust, forced Arthur into an early “voluntary retirement,” and buried Sarah Pruitt under a non-disclosure agreement so airtight she had not been able to say a word in eight years.

The pristine, moralizing Hollis family had, when confronted with proof of exactly what Arthur was, chosen not to stop him but to pay for silence and protect the name.