My Daughter Brought Home a Pale, Tattooed Goth Boy, and My Husband Immediately Told Him to Leave – Then the Boy Placed His Phone on the Table, and My Husband Went Even Paler

at him. “No.”

 

Evan leaned back and let out a harsh breath.

 

“I became the only man Mark trusted to be around her. We got close,” Daniel continued. “When Claire got pregnant, and Mark started getting really possessive and jealous, she told him she was leaving. But he wouldn’t let her.”

 

“And nobody said anything?”

 

“What does that mean?” Evan leaned forward again. “Did he hurt her?”

 

Daniel shook his head.

 

“Nothing like that, but he emptied most of their shared account, changed passwords, froze cards. He made sure leaving him would cost her.”

 

Maya went still.

 

“That’s when Claire called me,” Daniel said.

 

“Did he hurt her?”

 

“Why you?” Evan asked.

 

“She trusted me.” Daniel glanced at his watch. “I gave her cash, helped her pack, and drove her to a friend three hours away. She’d already decided to leave. She asked for help, and I helped.”

 

Evan looked

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