She was already running.
For the first time in nearly three years, there was no steel table between them.
No glass wall.
No chains.
He dropped to his knees as she threw her arms around him.
The courtroom erupted in applause.
Gavin held her tightly, pressing his face against her hair.
“You found me,” he whispered.
Chloe shook her head.
“Mommy did.”
Gavin closed his eyes.
In a way, she was right.
Emily had bought the little blue recorder years earlier to preserve their family’s happiest moments.
