But I’m a lawyer. My gut is my job. And my gut was screaming.
I started watching. Little things popped out:
– The way Molly blushed when Patrick walked in.
– How her laugh changed around him.
– How quickly she looked away when I entered the room.
Then one night, Tommy whispered it like a secret:
“Mommy has it. I saw it. With Daddy.”
The world tilted.
I brought it up with my sister over lunch. She stirred her iced tea and gave me the same line Patrick did: you’re stressed, you’re overworked, you’re imagining things.
Maybe they were right. Or maybe I was the only one actually paying attention.
So, I did what I do best: I built a case.
Two days later, without telling a soul, I had a professional security system installed. Discreet cameras with audio – living room, hallway, kitchen, nursery, playroom. Hidden in photo frames and behind stuffed animals.
