Months later, Natalie moved into a small apartment arranged through a local charity. She returned to her old job part time. The trial came and went. Evidence spoke louder than promises.
One evening, as Natalie rocked Violet near the window, the city lights blinking below, Brianna asked softly, “Are you okay.”
Natalie nodded slowly.
“I am learning,” she said. “That is enough for now.”