“When the lights went out, you were the first thing I thought about. All I could think about was you being scared and alone. It was like I could hear your cries as you were taken back to being a little girl, stuck in that small room while listening to the abuse and cries. The image made me feel physically sick. I could have gotten home, but I didn’t want you to be alone in the dark, so I came here. I came for you. I wanted to protect you.”
