“The daughter will stay with me. This isn’t up for discussion. You leave yourself, or should I throw you out?”
“—I’m not going anywhere. This is my home. My daughter lives here and—me… ”
“Tomorrow there will be a psychiatrist here. I hope you don’t need me to explain the details of the diagnosis. You’ll spend the rest of your life in a clinic…”
Betrayal by a loved one, nastiness from a friend, divorce—I thought that was the worst.
But then he showed up: my ex-boss, the one I once framed.
He’s ready to help me, but the price of his help is my freedom…