The custody battle started moving fast. My lawyer called me almost every day with updates. Ethan’s mother was using every connection she had. She even tried to say I was mentally unstable because I “hid the children for five years.”
I was angry and scared. The triplets were my whole world. I couldn’t lose them.
Ethan kept trying to help. He sent me messages every day and came to see the kids twice that week. Each time, I watched him play with them and my heart got softer. The kids were starting to like him. They called him “Daddy” more often now.
One evening after the kids were asleep, Ethan stayed longer than usual.
“I’ve cut my mother off completely,” he told me. “I changed the company papers so she has no power. I’m fighting the custody case from my side too. I don’t want to take th
