Not even when the forged signature appeared.
She lost it when the person she had brought as protection decided protecting himself required telling the truth about her.
Ryan scrolled.
Caleb spoke without being asked.
“She wanted everything ready before the birth. The guardianship petition was supposed to be the backup if Claire refused to sign. The psychiatric placement was supposed to make the custody request look necessary.”
My stomach tightened.
“So you were going to put me somewhere,” I said, “and use that as proof that I shouldn’t have my baby.”
Caleb stared at the floor.
“Yes.”
The word was barely audible.
Margaret turned on him.
“You spineless little coward.”
He looked up.
“You told me Ryan knew.”
“He would have understood once everything was settled.”
Ryan laughed once.
There was no humor in it.
“You were going to explain it to me after you took my wife and child?”
