Ava’s POV
Weeks had passed, and the sense of unease that had settled over our lives was beginning to lift. Andrew had insisted that the security team remain, and Tristan’s two bodyguards never left his side, even though the threats seemed to have stopped. Their presence was a reminder of the dangers that may be lurking around. No more cryptic mail or strange photographs, but still, something lingered in the air. Maybe it was just me. Maybe it was my anxiety over today; the day of the custody hearing.
I stood in front of the mirror, my reflection staring back at me, but I hardly recognized myself. My hands gripped the edge of the sink tightly as I took a deep breath. Today was it. The court would decide whether Tristan’s life would change forever or if we could continue to protect him, g
