Justice, Not Revenge
Every piece of evidence—the videos, the mocking message, the photos—became a storm of truth too strong to deny.
I wasn’t out for revenge. What I wanted was justice. To take away his right as a father, to reclaim what he had stolen, and most importantly—to protect Sophie and Leo.
The court would have the final word. But my fight had already begun.
For my daughter.
For my grandson.
For the new life that had just begun, fragile but full of hope, in that incubator.
Note: This story is a work of fiction inspired by real events. Names, characters, and details have been altered. Any resemblance is coincidental. The author and publisher disclaim accuracy, liability, and responsibility for interpretations or reliance. All images are for illustration purposes only.
