“You were wrong,” I said. “You said I’d never see her again.
Looks like I’ll be seeing her a lot.”
Her face hardened, her lips pressed tight, but she didn’t say a word. I gave her one last look, then turned, leading my daughter away.
As I buckled my little girl into the car, she beamed at me. “I love you, Daddy.”
I swallowed the lump in my throat and kissed her forehead.
“I love you more, sweetheart.”
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Then, I got in, shut the door, and drove away, finally free.
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