He Took The Dog And Mocked Me—Then My Son Read The Texts

asked Mr. Carter directly.”

Bryce cleared his throat. His face had gone pale, the confident mask slipping. “I—yes, Your Honor, but they’re taken out of context—”

“Are they?” Judge Kovacs said, his voice dangerously quiet. He read aloud from the messages: “Can’t wait to be done with that brat so I can get my real life back. He cries like a baby, just continue reading …