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

She looked small and older at the same time.

I watched her slip something into the pocket of her hoodie. A small folded stack of paper.

“What’s that?” I asked.

She froze for a second, then shrugged.

“Just in case,” she said.

“In case I need it.”

I didn’t push.

I was too scared of everything.

The courtroom was colder than I expected. High ceilings, wood everywhere, that mix of dust and cleaning chemicals.

My ex sat on the other side of the room in his tailored suit. Claire sat next to him in a simple beige dress, hair perfect, hands folded like she was at a photoshoot.

He looked relaxed.

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