Chapter 1: The Night I Came Home Early


She refused to give my boy dinner, unaware of what my lawyer had delivered to me an hour earlier.
I came home quietly and saw a warm family meal laid out on the kitchen counter.
My two youngest ate in silence, but my ten-year-old was left standing empty-handed.
He begged for a bowl of leftover rice, only to be sent upstairs.
My wife froze the moment she turned and realized I had heard everything.
She tried to brush it off as a simple misunderstanding.
Then her eyes fell on the official papers I was clutching.
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What do those papers mean for this family?
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