After leaving the police station with Meadow and our family, I was already burning with rage. I was angry at Meadow for dropping the case against Matt’s wife. What if something had happened to her and our unborn child? How would I have survived? Meadow didn’t think about all that and chose to forgive Annabel. But I certainly wouldn’t forgive her. I had to teach her a lesson. Before, I had only wanted to deal with Matt Anderson, but now his wife would pay for trying to hurt my Meadow.
“Babe, why are you so quiet? What are you thinking about?” Meadow asked, playing with my beard.
“Nothing. I’m fine,” I said, trying to mask the anger in my voice.
“Are you angry with me for dropping the case?” she asked as she sat up.
“No, babe. I know you must have a good reason for not wanting to pursue
