After His Heart Transplant My Husband Forgot His Daughter Chapter 12
I hadn’t gone far.
Through the glass lobby door, I could see Mom still standing outside with him.
Grady pushed himself up from the ground, his voice raw.
“Sabine, just give me one more chance. Renata lied to me for four years. I thought she was really about to lose the house. I didn’t know the papers were fake…”
Mom just looked at him, her voice calm.
“Did she also force you to give Elodie’s game console to Finn?”
Grady froze.
“The password to the 529 account—did she hold a gun to your head and make you type it in?”
“I was just trying to help in an emergency—”
“On the way to the pier, when you lied and told our daughter it would be just the two of you—was that her voice coming out of your mouth?”
His lips began to tremble.
Mom took a step toward him.
“At the pier, when you ran past your own daughter to pick up a child in a life jacket standing in shallow water—did she make that choice for you, too?”
Grady couldn’t say a word.
“You weren’t just fooled by her.” Mom’s gaze didn’t waver. “You chose her. Every single time, you had a choice. And every single time, you stood on her side.”
“Now she’s been arrested, and you finally remember to come back. If she hadn’t been caught, would you be standing here today?”
Grady slowly shook his head, his eyes red and desolate.
Grady couldn’t say a word.
“You weren’t just fooled by her.” Mom’s gaze didn’t waver. “You chose her. Every single time, you had a choice. And every single time, you stood on her side.”
“Now she’s been arrested, and you finally remember to come back. If she hadn’t been caught, would you be standing here today?”
Grady slowly shook his head, his eyes red and desolate.
“I’ll change. I’ll prove it to you.”
“Before your transplant, you told me that heart would let you watch Elodie grow up.”
Mom glanced at his chest.
“But the first thing it did when it woke up was help you abandon her, over and over again.”
His voice broke. “Please…”
“No.”
Before turning away, she left him with one last question.
“It took an eight-year-old girl fifty-eight days to bury you in her heart. How long do you think it would take for her to dig up your grave?”