And with every step, the bond between us strengthened. One evening, as we were having dinner, Dylan looked up and said, “I don’t know what I would have done without you, Dad.” His words weren’t just a testament to the ordeal we had faced, but a reminder of the power of family and the importance of standing up for those you love. I reached across the table, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze.
“We’re a team, Dylan. And teams stick together.”
As the weeks turned into months, the shadows of that night at the precinct started to fade. Mark Carver faced charges, and the legal system was doing its part to ensure justice.
It wasn’t a perfect resolution, but it was a beginning—a chance for Dylan to reclaim his sense of security and for us both to move forward, stronger and more united than ever.
