After the ruling, Kate walked out of the courthouse, got into her car, started the engine, and drove straight to the mansion.

It wasn't that late, but the day had felt endless. And when she finally walked through her front door, she needed to hear a voice that would calm her—a small, innocent, beautiful voice.

Her fingers trembled as she dialed the number. And the moment she heard the tiny "Hello?" on the other end, her heart stilled for a beat.

"Hey, sweetheart… how are you?"

"Mom!" Oliver squealed with joy. "We won! I scored a goal and Coach said it was the best of the whole match! Everyone hugged me!"

Kate closed her eyes and smiled—for the first time all day, truly smiled.

"My champ… I knew you could do it. You're amazing. I'm so, so proud of you."

"Really?" he asked in a small, almost shy voice.

"Of course, baby. You're brave, strong, and the best gift I've ever had."

Oliver giggled, and Kate's throat tightened. Because inside, anxiety was chewing her up. And out