I remembered.
I hadn’t even looked up.
“She told me you’d think I was crazy,” Eliza continued. “Your mother agreed.”
Gaslighting.
Systematic.
Cruel.
“They made me believe I was the problem.”
Tears fell.
“They made me feel… disgusting.”
I held her hands.
“Did she ever hit you?”
A pause.
Then—
A nod.
Everything inside me went cold.
“Where?”
Part 3 of 3
“Places you wouldn’t see.”
I stood.
“We’re going to the hospital.”
She hesitated.
“I can’t.”
“You don’t have to explain everything. But we need to check the baby.”
After a moment—
She nodded.
Chapter 4: Reclaiming Safety
The hospital confirmed what I feared—and what I prayed for.
Our baby was safe.
Eliza… was not.
Not before.
