Katelyn’s POV

Lucas arms were still curled weakly around my neck, like letting go might undo everything we’d just survived.

But I wasn’t done fighting.

The moment I picked Lucas up, his body weak and curled against mine, Emily didn’t even let me breathe.

She turned to Ethan with practiced fury.

“She brought the child here without anyone’s permission,” she spat,

“He disrupted the event, caused a scene, and when I tried to help discipline him, she assaulted me in ...