Agent Brooks placed the recorded video on the table.
Garrett stared at the screen as his own voice filled the room.
She’ll sign. She trusts me.
His shoulders stiffened.
When the recording ended, he looked at me with naked hatred.
“You have no idea what your father did to my family.”
I held his gaze.
“Then tell it to the investigators.”
He lunged forward, but the investigators caught him before he reached me. They forced his hands behind his back and read him his rights.
As they led him away, he twisted toward me.
“You’ll regret this!”
I watched him disappear through the doorway.
“No,” I said quietly. “I already regret marrying you.”
Penelope remained frozen beside the table.
For a moment, I thought she might approach me. Instead, she lowered her eyes and placed a hand over her stomach.
I did not know what would happen to her or her child. I knew only that her choices had helped bring us here.
