Victoria grabbed her designer handbag from the small side hallway table.
She glared at Lily, who was sitting safely beside her father.
Victoria: You will regret treating me like this, Richard Vance!
Richard: The only regret I have is bringing you into this house.
Richard: Pack your personal belongings and leave within one hour today.
Victoria hurried up the grand staircase to collect her personal clothes.
Arthur stood by the front door to ensure she left peacefully.
Richard sat down beside Lily on the comfortable long soft couch.
He gently picked up her mother's small wooden memory box nearby.
The box was completely safe and undamaged from the terrible fall.
Richard: Here is your mother's special box, my brave sweet girl.
Lily: Is she really going away forever now, Daddy?
Richard: Yes, honey, nobody will ever hurt or scare you again.
Lily: Thank you for saving me and holding me so tight.
Richard kissed his daughter's soft forehead with deep pure love.
He realized how close he had come to losing her trust.
An hour later, Victoria walked down the stairs with two suitcases.
She did not say another word as she exited the front door.
The heavy mahogany doors closed firmly behind her for the last time.
A quiet peace returned to the grand white marble foyer today.
Richard held Lily close as they looked at the American flag.
Their home was safe again, built on love and true protection.