Deadline (They're stalling)

The deadline for Matt to respond to the demand letter was at 12 noon today. (1 hour, 3 minutes ago.)

I assumed he had not responded, but when I checked my email, I had a bcc'd message from my attorney at 11:28am

Please be advised that my client Matthew  has asked that I respond to your letter of June 12, 2012.  I will try to get a letter out to you this afternoon.  This will not meet your 12:00 deadline, but my secretary is out at this time.  My apologies.

They're stalling. (You've had 13 days to respond nimrod!) My atty said I would probably agree to a short extension on the offer. (As long as you're not just trying to stall to force us past the statute of limitations or to otherwise benefit yourself dipturd!) As soon as I saw his [real] last name in my inbox my heart start pounding and I just felt so panicky. I didn't know what to expect. I assumed it was my attorney saying they hadn't responded. But it wasn't. I don't know what to expect. I'm just scared. We'll see. I'm trying to breathe.

If we do settle, I'l have to sign a non-disclosure agreement and won't be able to discuss the terms. But let me say this, she asked for a lot of money. More money than how old I am.

And I am not really 25. I've just celebrated by 25th birthday the last 5 years for fun.

Pray for me. And pray for them. Pray that they do the right thing. Because the "right thing," here is for him to take responsibility for his actions. He has put me into debt paying for therapy. That is an absolute fact. The pain and suffering (overused phrase or not) he has caused is REAL. The damage he caused is REAL. And he needs to take responsibility and pay for what he has done. Pray that he recognizes what he has done is wrong and that he does the right thing by me. I loved him. He betrayed me in the worst way possible. He eliminated my ability to trust anything that I can even see, touch, feel or even KNOW as truth. I can KNOW it to be true, and still not even trust it. You can't put a price on it. He held my face in his hands and told me he would love me forever. That I was the only one we wanted to be with for the rest of his life. That I could trust him. That I could give his heart to him. That he wanted to make babies with me. That he was a police officer and that he was the law and he would never do anything to hurt me or to violate our bond. He told me he wanted to be my husband and that he wanted to make love to me. That he would try to restrain himself past our second week of dating before he proposed marriage. That our children would be beautiful. That I would be an amazing wife and mother. That I was the most perfect partner for him. That we fit perfectly together. That our bodies were made for each other and we were a perfect fit; a perfect match. That we were soul mates.

Pray he does the right thing. And that he repents for what he did to me. And to his daughter. And his wife.