My husband mocked me in court for having no lawyer—unaware my legal team and federal investigators were already waiting, and the evidence in my hands was about to destroy everything

believed Vincent wanted Audrey because he loved her. Over time, I understood he wanted the child as evidence of legacy, possession, and continued authority over me.

When fatherhood required schedules, diapers, supervision, humility, and consistency, his determination faded.

I began writing letters for Audrey to read when she was older — letters that continue reading …