Dad’s Quiet Resolve
In the aftermath of my revelations, my dad shifted from disbelief to a focused calm. He absorbed the weight of the situation, carefully weighing it against the delicate peace that had held our family together. He assured me that changes would come, but asked for a little more patience. His quiet promise sparked a flicker of hope within me, and I found myself trusting that he would eventually uncover the full truth.
Waiting for Change
I accepted his request for patience, though anxiety simmered beneath my surface. Days passed without any visible changes, the silence growing heavier with each ticking moment. Anticipation filled the air as we all moved through the days, tip-toeing around the unspoken issues. It was hard to remain hopeful, yet a part of me clung to the belief that my dad’s words would soon be backed by action.