“Mr. Carter,” the judge addressed Damian, his voice now edged with sternness. “It’s clear there’s more at play here than simple preference. We will need to examine this situation further before making any changes to custody.”

I exhaled, the tension in my body releasing like a coiled spring. Zaden had done it. He had stood up to the pressure, to the manipulation, and revealed the truth with more bravery than most adults could muster.

As the proceedings continued, I reached over and squeezed Zaden’s hand, silently thanking him for his courage. Whatever happened next, I knew we would face it together, buoyed by the truth and the bond we shared.