Sinfully His
For a moment, she hesitates, and then, placing a hand over her chest, she confesses, “My kid has been sick… my youngest. For so many days now… and I thought it was God's punishment. Now when you told me what it did to you… I’m being punished.”
I stare at her, my heart heavy with betrayal and sadness. I never thought Maisie capable of such a thing, but the evidence is right there, the guilt written all over her face. “I'll forgive you, Maisie,” I say, my voice dangerously quiet now, lacking any emotion. “But you have to testify against Mike. You have to help bring him to justice.”
Maisie nods, her eyes filled with tears. “I will. I promise. I'll do whatever it takes to make this right.”