My secret son attacked my five-year-old daughter, and one word forced me to confess the family I had hidden for ten years
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Chapter 22 / 27
Chapter 22 - My diversion ends
I completed the adult battery diversion requirements.
Anger-management course.
Parenting program.
Community service.
No violations.
The charge was dismissed according to agreement.
That did not make the slap disappear.
Ryan asked:
“So you’re not in trouble anymore?”
“Legally, the case is over.”
“Does that mean hitting me was okay?”
“No.”
He stared at me.
“Good.”
Then:
“I hit Lily worse.”
“Yes.”
“Does that mean I’m worse?”
“No.”
“Why?”
“Because this isn’t a ranking.”
He hated rankings less than he used to.
Then I apologized again.
Not for stopping him.
“For slapping you after the brick was down.”
He said:
“I hated you.”
“I know.”
“Sometimes still.”
May you like
“I understand.”
No forced hug.
