Chapter 7 - The Daughter's Testimony
Inside the courtroom, the echo of Judge Barrett’s heavy wooden gavel was still ringing in the ears of everyone present.
Gabriel’s arrogant, accusatory finger froze in mid-air. Bianca’s cruel, hysterical laughter was instantly cut off as the heavy side doors of the courtroom swung open.
Little Daisy walked into the room. She looked angelic in her blue floral dress and light blue bow, clutching her stuffed plush rabbit. But there was no fear in her eyes. She walked with a profound, unshakeable confidence that terrified the two abusers.
Daisy walked right past her angry father, ignoring his existence entirely. She marched up to the plaintiff’s table and took the empty wooden seat right beside Penelope.
Penelope dropped her pen, gasping in shock as she looked down at her daughter.
Daisy reached out, placing her tiny, warm hand over her mother’s trembling fingers. She looked up at Penelope with a gaze full of sweet, fierce devotion.
"Don’t cry, Mommy," Daisy whispered gently, her comforting voice carrying through the dead silent courtroom. "I told the judge what Daddy and the mean lady did."
The words struck Gabriel like a physical blow to the chest. The arrogant color completely drained from his face, leaving him looking sickly and pale. His arm froze in mid-air, slowly dropping to his side as sheer, absolute terror replaced his anger.
He stared at his six-year-old daughter as if she had just transformed into a ghost.
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"Daisy..." Gabriel stammered in a breathless, panicked whisper, his hands beginning to shake violently. "What did you tell her...?"
👉 Read Part 8 to witness Bianca's complete and utter breakdown.
