Lucas stands, brushing off his jeans. For a moment, he looks like he wants to hug Jace but thinks better of it. Instead, he holds out his hand.Jace looks at it, then takes it. They shake—formal, the whole thing looking a little awkward, I almost roll my eyes."See you soon, Jace.""Bye." Jace's voice is quiet, but there's no anger in it.Lucas walks out of the playroom. Through the glass, I see him glance back once before the door closes."That went very well," Mrs. Patricia says, making final notes. "Significant improvement in father-son bonding. Mr. Cole was patient, attentive, and age-appropriate in his interactions. Jace showed increased comfort and engagement."She underlines 'significant improvement' twice.My throat tightens.A staff member brings Jace to the observation room. He walks in clutching the car against his chest, his expression uncertain."Hi, Mommy.""Hi, baby." I stand, forcing a smile. "Ready to go home?"He nods.We walk to the car in silence. Jace climbs into
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