I never imagined that one day I would find myself sitting in a courtroom, fighting for the custody of my own child. The sheer weight of the situation pressed on me from the moment I walked through the courthouse doors. The marble floors, the echoing sounds of footsteps in the hallways, the muted whispers from other cases in progress—it all felt like an intense prelude to a storm I had no choice but to face. My stomach churned as I clutched my son’s small hand, and…
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