His 47 Seconds Of Silence Cost Him Everything Chapter 22
I appeared at the hearing remotely via video conference.
Cassidy sat in the courtroom in Atlanta.
Months had passed, and she was thinner, but her eyes held the same defiant glint they had when she’d lifted her phone at the lake.
Her lawyer began by arguing that reposting the old video was merely an attempt to “restore her reputation,” not to exploit Jude.
The judge asked, “Does the injunction prohibit publishing images of the child?”
“Yes.”
“Did she publish them?”
The lawyer paused.
“Yes, but—”
“Then let’s start with the facts.”
The recording of Cassidy’s livestream played on the screen.
She claimed I had concealed the pregnancy to set them up.
My lawyer immediately submitted the clinic appointment record, Evan’s text messages to me, and the miscarriage report.
The appointment record showed that day was supposed to have been our first prenatal visit.
In his messages, Evan referred to “our child.”
Not only had he known I was pregnant.
He had personally driven me to the clinic door before leaving for Cassidy’s yoga class.
Cassidy immediately whirled to look at Evan.