Chapter 8
I brought Noah home three days later.
Not to the same house.
James insisted I stay with him until the locks, cameras, gate system, and pool alarms were replaced.
For once, I did not argue.
Maria refused to return to work.
Not because she blamed me.
Because she was afraid.
I did not blame her.
I paid her full salary anyway and covered her medical bills.
Karen drafted a statement clarifying that Maria was the rescuer and a victim of Vanessa’s false accusation.
I signed it.
Then I recorded one myself.
“My son is alive because Maria acted faster than anyone else. Any claim that she harmed him is false.”
We sent it to police, attorneys, and Maria.
She cried when she read it.
Her nephew told me she kept saying, “He believed me.”
That sentence haunted me.
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She had saved my child.
And still the miracle she needed was being believed.
