She Framed Me As Unfit So I’ll See Her In Court Chapter 04
When we got home, I didn’t mention the bottle in the backpack again. I just drew with Maya and watched cartoons with her. Finally, she leaned against me and managed a small smile.
I colored in the sun for her, but I knew that preserving the footage was only the first step. Sloan and Caleb would not stop.
That evening, my legal aid attorney replied to my email. “You did the right thing. From now on, document and preserve all interactions with your ex-husband and his wife. These materials may be used in support of a restraining order.”
I archived the email. At least this time, I wasn’t fighting alone.
Not long after Maya fell asleep that night, my phone began lighting up again and again.
“How much?”
“Free tonight?”
Explicit images began arriving from unknown numbers. Then a screenshot from a classifieds website popped up.
The post used my photo—an image that had only ever appeared on Sloan’s social media. The phone number was blurred, but my home address was there, word for word, beneath filthy descriptions of sexual services.
The next text came right after.
“Hey sexy, I’m on my way. Door unlocked?”