"Sign it," Derek ordered, pointing at the signature line. "Family accidents shouldn't become criminal cases. We can't let the other kids get a record because of a mistake."
I stared at the paper. Accidental Death Liability Waiver.
I acknowledge that my inadequate supervision led to the child's accidental death during play. I voluntarily waive the right to pursue legal action against family members or friends, and I promise not to involve the police or press charges...
I looked up at him, my gaze cold.
"You know it wasn't me."
Derek leaned in, his voice dropping to a manipulative whisper.
"The boy is already dead, Sarah. Do you really want to drag the whole family down with you?"
The relatives nodded, sighing in perfect unison.
Margaret grabbed my hand, her face a mask of tragic sorrow.
"Sarah, please. The child is gone. Don't ruin the lives of the living children. They're too young for a police investigation..."
Aunt Brenda chimed in, her voice dripping with false concern.
"We're all family here, Sarah. If this goes to court, it'll drag our name through the mud. Think of the child's spirit—he wouldn't want to see his family tearing each other apart."