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Chapter 4

Word Count: 765    |    Released on: 10/07/2025

ime. The words burned into my brain, each

I wasn't even sure I'd hit anything until I saw your face in the

cribing the worst moment of my life as if it

xt con

ch more generous than you know. He paid all my legal fees with the money from that joint acc

ad carefully put aside, the little bit I had managed to contri

orst. The part that turned

, how to cry for the jury. He even got a guy to fix the front of my car before the cops coul

t wasn't just that he defended her; he was her acco

ed with a final

play in a world you don't understand. I'm a Davis. D

died serving the city. David used to say he admired him

eacher on hold so he could finish law school. I managed our home, raised our daughter,

hadn't just been blind; it had b

t could snap my bones. I ripped the IV needle from the back

ring no protection against the cold air. I didn't feel it.

t sign any papers. I didn't talk to a nurse. I hailed the first

heavy in my h

nt looked up at me, his eyes taking in my

elp you,

ce shaking but clear. "In the hit-and

monstrous words. The sergeant picked it up. He started to read, his bored

king up at me. "We need to get a

. For the first time in months, someo

for his radio, the main doo

oud. Someone must have called him. A la

desk, his presence f

t me. He looked

e's been under a great deal of emotional distress since our daughter's accident. I'm afraid she i

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