Triumph.
Instead, I felt exhausted.
They had already stolen enough years from me.
I wasn’t giving them another hour.
I shook my head.
“They’re not worth missing my flight.”
Brenda flinched like I had slapped her.
As officers escorted them away, she twisted back toward me desperately.
“Farrah,” she pleaded softly, suddenly sounding like a mother again. “Baby, please.”
That word once could have destroyed me.
Now it meant nothing.
I looked at the handcuffs around her wrists.
