Chapter 7 - The Day Owen Learned My Name AgainOwen was arrested on a Thursday morning.
Lily and I were at the hospital when Ada called. Wren had just finished a feeding, and I was holding her against my chest. I stayed in the quiet room while Ada told me the prosecutor had filed charges connected to the attack and the forged sale. Maren was also in custody.
I looked down at my daughter.
For weeks I had imagined how I would feel when someone finally put handcuffs on Owen. I expected triumph. Instead, I felt tired.
“Will he be able to come here?” I asked.
“No,” Ada said. “The hospital has been notified, and there are court restrictions. We’ll keep working with your care team on safety.”
“Thank you.”
I stayed on the line a little longer, listening to Wren breathe.
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A few hours later, Owen’s arrest photograph appeared everywhere. Strangers who had called me a liar the day before now called me brave. I closed the app. Neither group knew me.
Owen denied pushing me. His lawyer said the land agreement had been a misunderstanding and that Maren had handled its preparation. Maren’s lawyer said she had relied on Owen’s i
