The tablet footage was undeniable. My son’s courage gave me the strength I needed to act. I kicked the man out and told Sandy our marriage was over. But ending it wasn’t simple—I had to endure a long, painful divorce, all while trying to shield Arthur from the emotional wreckage. I shared our story on Facebook, and the wave of support that followed made it clear: I wasn’t alone.
Months later, the divorce was finalized. I looked at Arthur and knew we had made it through the storm together. As we sat down for dinner in our new, peaceful home, he looked up and smiled, “We did it, Dad.” And in that moment, I knew—while the road ahead may not be easy, we were finally free to walk it together.