The Moment My Son Found His Voice in Court

During the hearing, my ex claimed, “My son should live with me.” The judge repeated the question carefully, trying to understand the situation. Eight-year-old Zaden sat quietly, his feet not touching the floor, but his posture steady. I watched him, hoping he wouldn’t feel pressured by the moment. The room felt heavy, filled with expectations…

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