No one could ever take him away from me again, I swore. So why was Daniel at my door threatening to ruin everything after a decade?
*Today* Fury and terror clouded my eyes as I gazed at the court documents. Adam’s dad. custody. Court. Each phrase struck me like a kick to the stomach as it whirled around in my head.
“Mom?” Adam’s voice sounded timid and small. It wasn’t until he spoke that I realized he was standing there.
I turned to face him, and the look of bewilderment and terror on his face broke my heart. Everything had been overheard by him.
I forced a grin that I didn’t feel and lied, saying, “It’s nothing.” “Everything will work out.” However, it wasn’t good. By no means.
