My Daughter Brought Home a Pale, Tattooed Goth Boy, and My Husband Immediately Told Him to Leave – Then the Boy Placed His Phone on the Table, and My Husband Went Even Paler

Daniel shook his head.

“Nothing like that, but he emptied most of their shared account, changed passwords, froze cards. He made sure leaving him would cost her.”

Maya went still.

“That’s when Claire called me,” Daniel said.

“Did he hurt her?”

“Why you?” Evan asked.

“She trusted me.” Daniel glanced at his watch. “I gave her cash, helped her pack, and drove her to a friend three hours away. She’d already decided to leave. She asked for help, and I helped.”

Evan looked down at the photograph. “That’s why she said she couldn’t have done it without you.”

Daniel nodded. “Now you REALLY need to go. Now.”

Daniel glanced at his watch.

“Dad, are you serious?” Maya gaped at him. “After all this, we’re back to telling Evan to leave?”

“You don’t understand. Mark’s coming here tonight. He’s probably on his way here right now,” Daniel replied.

Evan’s eyes went round. He turned to Maya.

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