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68- The Name we carry

Author: Oghos
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The courthouse was colder than expected.

Fluorescent lights hummed above. The tile floors echoed every step like a warning. But Ethan held Micah’s hand. Nathan walked beside J.

They weren’t here to face charges.

They were here to make something official.

To say: You belong here. You are wanted.

Even if the walls didn’t look like love, the paperwork would be proof.

The receptionist handed out the forms.

“Fill out both for guardianship and name change if desired,” she said without looking up.

Micah held the clipboard like it might explode. J tapped his pen nervously.

Nathan smiled. “Take your time.”

They sat on a bench in the corner.

It was quiet for a while just the scribble of pens and the occasional shuffle of chairs.

Until J muttered, “I don’t know what to write.”

Micah glanced over. “For what?”

J pointed.

Preferred Name:

“I don’t know what it is. I only know what it wasn't.”

Ethan put a hand on his shoulder. “There’s no rush. You can keep the one you’ve been using. Or change it. Or
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