“So you let him carry the guilt.”
“My son is why I came,” Daniel said after a moment. “When I realized it was your daughter who helped Caleb, I felt ashamed in a way I haven’t let myself feel in years. A child had more courage than I did. She saw someone hurting and did something decent, even when it cost her.”
“She’s been raised right,” I said.
He nodded. “I don’t want to hide anymore, Anna. It’s time people knew the truth. I’m going to make a public statement. I will tell the truth about the company, about Joe, about what I did.”
“A child had more courage than I did.”
I searched his face for the lie, for the selfish angle, for some way this could still be about making himself feel better.
Maybe part of it was. People like to confess when silence becomes too heavy.
But I also saw genuine remorse in his eyes.
“Why now?” I asked quietly.
He answered just as quietly. “Because I can’t watch my son become the kind of man I was.”
That hit me harder than I expected.
Before I could answer, there was a soft knock at the door.
