She looked confused. “You do?”
I turned and walked away—not surrendering, but strategizing.
“She said what?” the lawyer asked.
“She said, ‘You’ll never see her again.’”
“Do you have proof?”
I smiled. “Yes.”
I had documented everything—texts, calls, recordings. I was ready.
Weeks later, we faced off in court. She sat confidently, certain of her win.
Her lawyer sneered, “He agreed to full custody.”
My attorney stood. “My client agreed only with open access. That promise was broken. We have proof.”
The judge leaned forward. Her lawyer tried to spin it as frustration. The judge raised a hand.
“Stability isn’t erasing a father,” he said. “You made a promise. You broke it.”
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