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He Asked for a Divorce Like It Was Paperwork, but the Truth Found Its Way Into the Courtroom
A Story Carefully Presented
In court, Caleb became someone I barely recognized. He spoke calmly and dressed impeccably. His voice never wavered. He described me as unstable, careless with money, emotionally unpredictable. He painted himself as the steady one. The organized parent. The reliable caregiver.
He barely looked at me. When our eyes met, it lasted only a second or two before he looked away, as though I were something uncomfortable he had already set aside.

Harper sat beside me and my attorney on the first day of the hearing. Her feet did not reach the floor. Her hands were folded neatly in her lap, as if she were trying very hard to take up as little space as possible.
That careful posture broke my heart.
I had not wanted her there. But Caleb insisted. He said it would help the judge “understand reality.”