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Chapter 12

Vanessa’s trial came months later.

By then, I had a new job.

Not live-in.

A position managing household operations for a small senior care residence.

Better pay.

Clear hours.

No room above a garage.

No wife counting spoons after I washed them.

Still, I missed Caleb and Emma.

They wrote letters through Alicia.

Drawings mostly.

Emma drew me with a crown.

Caleb drew a tablet with a shield.

I kept both.

At trial, the security footage played.

Derek entering the office.

Taking the money.

Vanessa whispering in the hallway.

The children saving the file.

Then the living room clip.

Mr. Harrison slapping me.

Emma screaming.

Caleb holding up the tablet.

I had never seen that angle before.

I watched myself touch my cheek.

Watched Vanessa smile.

Small.

May you like

Cruel.

The jury saw it too.

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