Let Her Go

With all my strength, I’m trying to pull us out of here. If the little girl cries, we won’t survive… Quietly, I leave the house and turn around. In the window she appears and starts pounding the glass with both hands—and then thick smoke rises behind her.

Richard was at the peak of happiness when Chloe called—his daughter from his first marriage. We hadn’t spoken for two years, since our wedding. And now she finally decided to rebuild our relationship.

I was sure we would become close. We’d cook together, talk about her relationships and her studies. We could have been a real family. But everything went wrong…

At first I didn’t pay it much attention, blaming fatigue. I started confusing dates, missing important meetings, and not finding things in their places. With Chloe it was even worse. In front of Richard she acted like an angel, but alone with me she became aggressive and unpredictable.

I understand that I can’t trust her. I have to protect my family. Save our four-month-old daughter, Evie. While it’s not too late…