They Came Back for Forgiveness — and I Didn’t Give It
My parents came over later.
They were shaken, apologetic, angry.
“We didn’t know,” my mother kept repeating. “Delaney told us the father was some guy from work.”
“We never would’ve supported this if we’d known.”
I believed her.
But belief doesn’t reverse damage.
Over the next few weeks, I heard updates through the family grapevine.
Delaney and Mason stayed in a motel.
Mason maxed out credit cards trying to replace everything they’d lost.
Delaney spiraled, barely leaving the room.
