The Part Leonard Didn’t Expect: I Didn’t Come for Revenge
That night, Leonard’s lawyer called me.
Not Leonard.
His lawyer.
Because Leonard still didn’t know how to face consequences like a man.
His lawyer tried to sound smooth.
“Ms. Moore… perhaps we can resolve this privately.”
I laughed once.
Not because it was funny.
Because it was predictable.
“Back child support,” I said. “Legal recognition. And a public apology.”
There was a pause.
Then the lawyer said quietly:
“We can arrange that.”
Not because Leonard suddenly cared.
Because Leonard was scared.
