WE WERE ALL BORN FREE.
Yet I had spent nearly my entire life being a slave to my Father. Today was day I had the chance to change that. I had the chance to put my Father behind bars.
I had the chance to be truly free.
I stared at the brown doors ahead of me. To anyone else, they would seem like normal doors. But to me, they felt scary. John would be on the other side. I would have to look at his twisted, dark eyes once again. I would have to listen to his lies as he convinced everyone he was a great man. I would have to stand there as he made up countless lies about how he would never lay a hand on me and how he loved me.
Maybe in his mind that was his way of showing his love.
But it was still wrong.
My stomach churned in anxiousness with every minute that passed. I rocked b
