In reality, they were pushing me toward the only door I had been too afraid to open which was the door to freedom. I kissed my son on his forehead and whispered that he would never have to beg for the love he deserves.
My phone buzzed with a message from Mr. Thorne stating that the final court rulings had been confirmed and the case was closed. I smiled as I looked out at the garden and for the first time in a year, I felt completely free.
THE END.