Grace's POV
Destroying my family.
That phrase had rolled off Amara's tongue countless times before.
I had to acknowledge the guilt weighing on me. I understood that I could have remained oblivious like my mother, clinging to hope that my father might transform into a decent man and attempting to shield his crimes as a child predator.
Yet my conscience still burned within me. I had tried following my mother's wishes, staying quiet after uncovering his actions.
The weight from both parents pressed down on me to bury the secret, even as my moral compass screamed this was wrong.
But when he started abusing an underage girl right in our home without shame, I realized this man was beyond redemption.
My father was a twisted monster, and I'd rather watch my family crumble than witness more girls' lives destroyed.
So I exposed him, and Amara had been strangling me with the fact that I chose to protect countless girls in our community.
