Her certainty was unsettling, but I didn’t panic. I listened, asked little, and watched her leave, convinced she’d won. That night, I told Ethan everything. He didn’t react with anger. He simply said, “Let her come back tomorrow. We’ll handle this together.”
After that, we turned our focus back to what mattered: our child and our peace. William never sensed the tension, protected by the unity of his parents.
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