Finally Patrick glared at me with burning resentment and said quietly, “You think you have won.”
I looked directly at him and answered, “I think I protected myself.”
After they left the driveway I locked the door and leaned against it while the adrenaline slowly faded from my body.
Moments later my phone vibrated with a message from my attorney confirming that an emergency hearing and temporary protective order had already been filed.
The next battle would happen in a courtroom rather than on my front steps, and this time Patrick would not be able to intimidate me into silence.
