“Once upon a time you loved a little girl. You betrayed her to save your son. Today, you finally stood up for her and gave her a chance to be heard.” Tears waver in her eyes as she takes another step back. “Who are you?” she whispers, emotion riddling her voice. Adjusting the knife under the hoodie to go to the back of my pants, I pull up the front of my shirt, revealing the scars I’ve hidden for too long. Her eyes drop to my stomach, and she takes another step back. “I’m that little girl.”

