“What did you do?” my husband demanded.
“I had no choice,” I whispered.
By the time I left the hospital, I had filed for temporary sole custody and a cease-and-desist order, clearly stating: My son is not yours. Do not test me.
Evan was furious. “You blindsided them!”
“They tried to take my baby. And I blindsided them?” I shot back.
“You didn’t even talk to me first!”
“I did. You just didn’t stand up for us,” I said.
For the first time, the man I married felt unrecognizable.
Unwelcome Visitors
Two days later, Marilyn and Thomas knocked on our door, insisting on a “family discussion.” I refused. Their thinly veiled threats were chilling. That night, Evan told me to make peace with them, but I knew I couldn’t compromise when my child’s safety was at stake.
The Ultimatum
Three days later, a text demanded a meeting at his parents’ house. Reluctantly, I went. Marilyn proposed full custody for them, allowing me only minimal access. “Agree now, or it gets messy in court,” she warned.
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