Overwhelming relief
The relief was immense as he finally put an end to his control. My shoulders felt relaxed for the first time in years. I hugged my lawyer, who had been a rock through this ordeal. The attitude in the courtroom was lighthearted, almost jubilant. Outside, I took a long breath of fresh air, feeling as if a heavy weight had been lifted off my chest. I was completely liberated.
Overwhelming Relief
Dad’s diary
My lawyer delivered me the final piece of evidence: my real father’s diary, which chronicled his intentions and affection for me. I took the battered book from him and kept it near. It felt like a treasure, a piece of my father that I could carry onto. Each page was loaded with his handwriting, thoughts, and hopes for my future. It was a concrete link to the man who genuinely loved me.
Dad’s Diary
