When my husband filed for divorce, I thought it would be a simple, clean process. We were already on the brink, and I was prepared for the inevitable pain of separating. But everything changed in that courtroom, the moment my ten-year-old daughter took the stand.
Holding her phone tightly, she pressed play on a video. “Daddy promised me he would never leave us,” she said, her voice trembling. The room fell silent as the video began to play.
The footage wasn’t just a record of his lies. It revealed his gambling debts, the money he had borrowed from dangerous people, and the countless lies he had told me about where our money had gone.
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