Chapter 10 - The Son Who Wanted to Kill Me Asked Me to Attend His SentencingBrian called from the courthouse.
“Mom.”
“Yes?”
“Will you come?”
I hesitated.
“Yes.”
He was sentenced for his role.
Not the entire sentence the prosecution wanted.
Because he cooperated.
Because he had helped save Alice.
Because he had turned against Victor.
Still, consequences remained.
Afterward, he hugged me.
“I don't deserve your forgiveness.”
“I know.”
“But?”
“I love you.”
He cried.
“I love you too.”
I walked away.
Sometimes love meant letting someone face what they had done.
Not rescuing them.
Not protecting them from consequences.
Just refusing to stop caring.
My children were not innocent.
Neither was I.
I had spent years building an empire instead of building communication.
I had assumed providing money was the same as providing love.
It wasn't.
My children had confused wealth with worth.
I had taught them that lesson without meaning to.
The difference was that I was willing to change.
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So were they.
That was the hope.
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