Chapter 19 - THE VERDICT AND THE CRYThe jury deliberated for nine hours.
During hour seven, Irene went into labor.
Three weeks early.
At first, she tried to hide the contractions.
Because that was what trauma had taught her.
Endure quietly.
Make no trouble.
Be convenient.
Then her hand crushed mine in the courthouse hallway and she whispered, “Austin.”
I knew before she said another word.
We left under police escort.
Reporters shouted questions as I helped her into the car.
The verdict came while Irene was in delivery.
Samuel stood in the corner of the hospital room, phone in hand, tears in his eyes.
“Guilty,” he said.
Irene was breathing through pain, sweat on her forehead, hair damp at her temples.
She laughed once.
A broken, disbelieving sound.
“On all counts?”
Samuel nodded.
“On all major counts.”
Irene closed her eyes.
Then another contraction hit.
The nurse ordered everyone not essential out.
Samuel vanished.
The world became Irene’s hand, Irene’s breath, Irene’s courage.
Hours blurred.
Pain.
Water.
Commands.
Whispers.
The monitor.
The doctor’s calm voice.
My wife looked at me once and said, “Don’t let go.”
I did not.
At 2:18 a.m., our daughter was born screaming.
Not weak.
Not fragile.
Screaming like she had arrived furious about everything done before her first breath.
The doctor placed her on Irene’s chest.
Irene sobbed.
I sobbed too.
There was no dignity in it.
Only relief.
Our daughter’s tiny fist opened against Irene’s skin.
“She’s here,” Irene whispered.
I touched the baby’s dark hair with one finger.
“She’s perfect.”
“What should we name her?” Irene asked.
We had lists.
Beautiful names.
Family names.
Names Margaret had tried to steal before the child existed.
I looked at my wife.
“You choose.”
Irene stared down at our daughter.
“Hope,” she whispered.
Hope Wentworth.
For the first time in nearly a year, the name Wentworth did not feel like a curse.
Outside the room, my mother was being taken into custody after conviction.
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Inside the room, my daughter cried against the heart Margaret had failed to stop.
That was the only verdict that mattered.
