The Ruling Wasn’t Final — But the Message Was
The judge didn’t rule that day.
But the courtroom had already shifted.
The court ordered:
- Mediation
- Therapy
- Supervised contact
And it made one thing clear:
At seventeen, Noah’s voice mattered.
Outside the courthouse, cameras flashed.
Charlotte’s team talked about reconciliation and generosity.
Noah said nothing.
That night at home, he asked me a question I’d never prepared for.
“Would you be okay if I got to know her… without leaving you?”
I swallowed the fear that rose in my throat.
Then I nodded.
“As long as you choose what feels right,” I told him.
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