My Ex Tried to Buy Our Daughter’s Love During the Custody Battle – He Smiled Until She Reached into Her Pocket

I didn’t know this until later, but it makes my blood boil.

Apparently, he sat her down in that perfect condo, next to Claire’s color-coordinated throw pillows, and said, “Just tell the judge you want to live with us.

You’ll never have to worry again. No more money problems. You’ll have your own space.

Everything you want.”

The night before court, I barely slept.

I kept going over my failures like a highlight reel.

All the times I’d snapped at her after a double shift.

The time I cried in the bathroom because her shoes had holes, and I didn’t get paid for three more days. The Christmas when I could only afford three gifts, and all of them were on sale.

In the morning, Andrea dressed without being asked.

Jeans. Hoodie.

Hair pulled back into a messy ponytail. No makeup.

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