(Sabrina’s POV)
"I am angry."
"At yourself. That's useless." He taps the document. "Get angry at the man who cheated on you, stole credit for your work for seven years, and is now trying to take your child. Get angry at a system that judges mothers for dating while fathers get a pass. Get angry enough to walk into that courtroom and fight."
Tears blur my vision. "Richard..."
"No tears." His voice softens slightly. "Because in forty-eight hours, you're going to sit across from Dustin Reed and his expensive lawyers, and you're going to show them exactly who Sabrina Moore is. Not the wife he broke. Not the employee Jessica fired. The mother who would walk through fire for her son."
"But I don't have—I'm not—" The words tangle in my throat. "I'm living in a hotel, Richard. I’m still strug
