The following day, he had planned to take me to meet Sarah’s surviving relatives and return memories I thought I’d lost forever.
I burst into tears.
But I didn’t forgive him immediately.
We visited an independent doctor together, reviewed my health, and had the damaged water system replaced. Daniel promised he would never again make secret medical decisions on my behalf.
Within a few weeks, I was feeling considerably better.
And on my birthday, Daniel took me to a small house where Sarah’s younger sister lived.
When she opened the door and embraced me, we both began to cry.
