I refused and immediately contacted my lawyer, hiding in a roadside motel with my baby. The next morning, my lawyer revealed that Evan had filed first. The situation looked grim.
The Truth
Evan’s cousin Jenna provided a recording of Marilyn bragging about manipulating judges and controlling mothers. I forwarded it to my lawyer.
The Reckoning
I confronted Marilyn with the evidence. Her composure crumbled. Evan, horrified, realized the truth.
The Victory
The trial was intense but decisive. Full custody was granted to me. Evan received supervised visits, and Marilyn lost her influence. Holding my son outside the courtroom, I finally breathed.
Aftermath
Evan apologized, and while we co-parented, there was no reconciliation. Marilyn’s past cases were reopened, and families she’d harmed spoke out. Justice prevailed.
Epilogue
A year later, my son laughed freely in the sunlight, safe. Marilyn sent a final letter, promising he’d hate me one day. I tore it up. He would grow up knowing only one truth: His mother fought for him—and she won.
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