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The courtroom feels colder when Kieran takes the stand. Elara watches him place his hand on the Bible and swear to tell the truth. He looks calm and composed in his dark suit. But she knows him well enough to see the tension in his shoulders.Margaret begins the questioning. "Mr. Vaughn, what is your relationship to Ms. Craslow?""Raven is my wife," Kieran says. His voice is steady. "We married six months ago.""And what is your relationship to the child, Ethan Monroe?""I have been in Ethan's life since Raven began caring for him. I have helped feed him, played with him, stayed up with him when he was sick. I love him like he is my own son."Margaret nods. "Are you prepared to help raise Ethan if the court grants custody to your wife?""Absolutely," Kieran says without hesitation. "I want to be his father. To give him a stable, loving home. Everything a child deserves.""Tell us about your home, Mr. Vaughn."Kieran describes the Vaughn estate. The security, the staff, the resources t

The phone rings at two in the morning. Elara wakes with a start, her heart pounding. Kieran stirs beside her but does not wake. She grabs her phone from the nightstand.Unknown number.She almost declines. Then she sees it is a call from a correctional facility. An automated message plays asking if she will accept a collect call from an inmate.Lucas.Elara's breath catches. She has not heard from Lucas since his conviction. He has been in prison for eight months. Why is he calling now?She accepts the call and walks out of the bedroom. She does not want to wake Kieran. This conversation is hers alone."Hello?" Her voice is steadier than she feels."Raven." Lucas's voice sounds different. Rougher. Prison has changed him. "I was not sure you would answer.""What do you want, Lucas?"There is a pause. She hears background noise. Distant voices, metal doors clanging. The sounds of incarceration."I have been reading about the custody case," Lucas says. "They let us see newspapers in here

Saturday arrives too slowly and too fast at the same time. Elara wakes at dawn even though the visit is not until two in the afternoon. She cannot sleep. Cannot eat. Cannot think about anything except seeing Ethan.Kieran offers to come with her but Elara says no. This first visit should be just her and Ethan. Kieran understands. He kisses her forehead and tells her to take all the time she needs.Elara changes clothes three times. Nothing feels right. Finally, she settles on jeans and a soft sweater. Comfortable. Maternal. She wants to be able to hold Ethan without worrying about wrinkling expensive fabric.She arrives at Julian's address fifteen minutes early. The house is in a quiet suburban neighborhood. Trees line the street. Children's bikes sit in driveways. It is so normal it feels surreal.Julian's house is a modest two-story with blue shutters and a small front porch. Nothing like Lucas's cold penthouse or the Vaughn estate's fortress. This is a home where people live simply

The trial starts on a cold Monday morning in February. Elara sits in the courtroom gallery with Kieran beside her. She does not have to be here. The prosecution did not call her as a witness. But she needs to see this. She needs to watch Lucas face justice for what he did to Rachel.The courtroom is packed. Journalists fill half the gallery. Cameras are not allowed inside but they line the courthouse steps outside. This is the biggest trial of the year. Wealthy businessman accused of murdering his wife for her trust fund. The media loves it.Lucas enters in handcuffs and a prison jumpsuit. Orange does not suit him. He looks thinner than when Elara last saw him. Prison food and stress have aged him. His hair is graying at the temples. Dark circles shadow his eyes.When his eyes scan the gallery, they land on Elara. For a moment, their gazes lock. Lucas's expression is unreadable. Then the bailiff directs him to sit at the defense table and the moment passes.Lucas's defense team is exp