I opened my mouth but couldn't find the words to explain.
Sara couldn't stand it any longer and bluntly told my parents everything about Dexter's affair and how the mistress had also given birth today.
She even showed them the photos on her phone.
My dad's face turned red with rage. "That bastard Dexter Young, he's such a scumbag!"
My mom's eyes welled up with tears as she held me close. "My poor girl, you've suffered enough. We're getting you out of this marriage. You don't deserve this."
I patted my mom's back, trying to make my voice sound strong.
"Mom, I've already made up my mind. I'm going to handle this.
"I won't leave him with a dime—not the money, the house, or my daughter."
Dad chimed in, comforting my mom, "Our girl's grown up. She knows how to deal with this."
Mom gripped my hand tightly, telling me that no matter how old I get, I'll always be her little girl.
I nodded and squeezed her hand back.
