He built a case against me. I built a better one.
My husband hired a nanny.
Then he slept with her.
Then he filed for full custody and told a judge I was emotionally unstable.
He thought I'd panic, break down, beg him to stop, or make a mistake his lawyer could use against me.
What Reid forgot is that I've had six months to prepare.
Six months of screenshots, receipts, security footage, and carefully documented lies.
On Friday, the court will decide where our children go.
Reid thinks I'm walking into that courtroom having already lost.
He has no idea what's waiting for him.