“No.”
I took her hand.
“I did what I taught other people to do for fifteen years. I stayed in control.”
For the first time since I arrived, she relaxed.
I had entered that gym believing the hardest thing would be resisting the urge to hurt the man who harmed my daughter.
I was wrong.
The hardest—and most important—thing was making sure my anger didn’t become another problem she had to survive.
Dustin would answer for what he had done through the legal system.
My job was different.
My job was to help Marcy feel safe again.
