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Chapter 9 - Claire's New LifeA year later, Claire moved into her own home.

It wasn't large.

It didn't need to be.

She painted the walls light blue.

She planted flowers.

She adopted a dog.

And she started working with survivors of domestic violence.

One evening, she called me.

“Dad?”

“Yes?”

“I got my first client.”

“How did it go?”

“She reminded me of myself.”

I was quiet.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes.”

Then she laughed.

“She kept saying she was scared.”

“What did you tell her?”

“That fear doesn't mean you're weak.”

I smiled.

“That sounds familiar.”

“I learned from someone.”

“Who?”

“My father.”

I looked out the window.

For the first time in months, I felt peace.

Not victory.

Not revenge.

Peace.

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Claire had survived.

And she was helping someone else survive too.

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