22 August 2026

My daughter called me in tears and said, “Dad, please come pick me up.” When I got to her in-laws’ house…

“No,” Linda said immediately. Too immediately.

Robert stepped closer, calm returning to his face like a mask sliding back into place. “Your daughter has been under emotional stress. Mark told us she stopped taking medication months ago.”

Emily jerked against me. “That’s a lie!”

Mark looked sick.

Not angry. Not defensive.

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