Riley's POV

Three weeks later, we’re sitting in another lawyer’s office, but this one feels completely different, bright and cheerful, with toys in the corner and certificates on the wall celebrating successful adoptions.

Lily sits between Brett and me, swinging her legs so hard her sneakers tap the chair, clutching the new stuffed elephant Brett bought her for court day.

Judge Martinez, a kind-looking woman with graying hair, leans forward from behind her desk, her bracelets sliding down ...