way, Travis threw my son out and ignored his suffering. Meanwhile, he partied with his friends, pretending nothing was wrong.
Determined to teach Travis a lesson, I called an old friend to help me. We staged a fake arrest and demanded $15,000 as bail. Travis panicked and paid the money, completely fooled by the plan. The next day, I filed for divorce to protect my son and myself.
Now Caleb and I live quietly in a small apartment, rebuilding trust and hope. I gave him the money as compensation for what he lost. When he said, “Thanks for finding me,” I knew a mother’s love is unstoppable. I will always fight for my child, no matter what.
