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72Josh.The clinic had been busy all week. Fall always seemed to bring a mix of colds, coughs, and the sort of fatigue people carried after the summer freedom wore off. I spent my mornings moving between exam rooms, one patient after another, each with their own story, their own worries. Some days it felt like I was holding half the town together with nothing more than a prescription pad and a calm voice.But every evening, when I locked up the clinic and drove home, there was something waiting that made the exhaustion worth it. Stella’s laugh when she teased the kids into finishing their vegetables. Eli’s nonstop chatter about soccer practice. Emma’s questions that always seemed three steps ahead of her age. Even Patch, who now greeted me like a watchdog turned teddy bear, tail wagging like he was counting the hours until I walked back through the door.And then there was Anna.She had become a steady presence, not just in my life, but in the kids’ lives too.One Thursday evening, a
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71Stella.After the public event at the hotel, I expected things to quiet down. For the most part, they did. The community was still buzzing, but in a supportive way. The fundraiser had created ripples, and those ripples carried me through the next week like gentle waves.Every morning, I woke up to little notes slid under my office door. Some were anonymous, some were signed. Thank you for reminding us that families like ours matter. Your courage gives us hope. The twins should be proud of you. They were scribbled on lined paper, on the backs of receipts, even once on a paper napkin.And for every kind message, there were whispers too. Rumors drifted through the city like smoke. Some said Dane and I were more than colleagues, others claimed Alex was plotting some grand takeover. I’d catch snippets in the hotel lobby, or overhear parents whispering at school pick-up. At first the gossip made my chest tighten, but I had learned to breathe through it. If the price of standing up was be
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70Stella.Josh came home late at night, pale and tight-lipped, the words tumbled out before he had even shut the door. Police lights. An accusation of child endangerment. Anonymous, baseless, but humiliating all the same.For a few seconds I just stared at him, my hands cold around the mug of tea I had been nursing. Then anger shot through me, so sharp it made my throat burn. “They tried to use the twins against you,” I whispered.Josh rubbed a hand over his face. “That’s exactly what they wanted. To rattle us. To make us look like we can’t keep them safe.”I set the mug down, stood, and crossed to him. “We are not going to let them win. Do you hear me? Not with lies, not with police reports, not with anything.”His eyes softened as he looked at me, but the weariness behind them was impossible to miss. I hugged him, feeling his shoulders tense then ease just slightly under my arms. We had been fighting shadows for so long, but this was different. Now the shadows had names. And they w
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69Josh.Mr. Langley’s words had been echoing in my head ever since that night outside Anna’s apartment. Convince Stella to settle quietly or risk the twins being dragged deeper into scandal. I had replayed it so many times I could hear his polished tone in my sleep.By morning I had decided I wasn’t going to sit back and let veiled threats circle around us like vultures. I asked Clarke to set up a meeting in a neutral place. Nothing fancy, nothing that gave either side power. She suggested a rented conference room in a small office block near the courthouse. I agreed immediately.When I walked in that afternoon, Mr. Langley was already seated. His suit looked sharp enough to cut glass, and his expression carried that same calm superiority that had made my skin crawl the first time we met. Clarke sat beside me, her folders neatly stacked, her face composed.“Mr. Harrington,” Langley greeted, as though we were old friends meeting for lunch. “I hope you’ve had time to consider my advice
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68Alex.The conference room felt airless, as though the walls themselves were pressing in on me. My legal team sat in their crisp suits around the polished table, laptops open, files stacked, voices calm in that detached, professional way I had once admired but now only found infuriating. They spoke of strategies, procedural delays, possible motions, but every word sounded like another excuse.“So far,” one of them concluded, “the evidence against Sophie remains circumstantial. Without direct testimony, we cannot tie her to the accident or the transfers. And as for custody, the Marwoods have significant influence with the courts in the capital.”I leaned back in my chair, running a hand through my hair. “Influence. That’s your polite word for corruption, isn’t it?”The lawyer shifted uncomfortably. “I’m saying they have resources. Connections. They can muddy the waters until nothing is clear. It’s difficult to fight that kind of machine.”I slammed my palm flat against the table, sta
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67Stella.The papers from the safety deposit box were spread across the long table in my office. I had set aside the morning to meet with our lawyer, and now every corner of the table was buried in my mothers handwriting, photocopied receipts, and the fragile memory card we had already watched too many times. Seeing my mother’s words this way felt like letting her back into the room. The only thing missing was her perfume, that faint scent of rose and clove that had lingered on her sweaters.Clarke leaned over one of the receipts. She tapped her pen against the date. “These are good. They show money flowing from Marwood accounts into places it shouldn’t have gone. But the problem is provenance. How do we prove your mother got these? Where did she keep them? Were they altered? A court will question every detail.”Josh shifted in his chair, arms crossed. “She hid them because she knew they were dangerous. That should tell the court everything it needs to.”Clarke shook her head gently.
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