They’re filing charges for secondderee assault and child endangerment. My eyes widened. Child endangerment. Our daughter was viable. Daniel said, “By attacking you at that stage of pregnancy, they put her life at risk. The DA is taking this very seriously, especially given the premeditated nature and the fact that they tried to prevent you from getting help afterward.
” I thought about my mother telling everyone to keep eating, insisting I was fine while I lay on the floor in premature labor. The cruelty of it still didn’t seem real. Over the next few days, as I recovered in the hospital and spent every possible moment in the niku with our daughter, the legal situation developed rapidly.
My parents hired an expensive defense attorney who immediately began crafting a narrative about a misunderstanding blown out of proportion. They claimed I’d been dramatic and attention-seeking, that my father had merely bumped my chair accidentally, that my mother had never threatened me. But the video evidence was irrefutable.
The audio captured every word. The multiple camera angles showed the deliberate violence of both attacks. More importantly, dozens of wedding guests came forward to give statements corroborating what they’d witnessed. Even some of my extended family members who had spent years enabling my parents’ behavior couldn’t defend what they’d seen that night.
