s of influencer events with Julian. She didn't answer my calls. Th

evelopment program. We maintain a no-contact policy for

seven-year-old. Th

Leo' s toys a constant, painful reminder. On the fourth day, I couldn' t take it anymore

growing dread that coiled in my gut. I kept my phone on

d hostile. Just like the feeling in my chest. I found the address for the "camp." It wasn't

ice. The man at the desk was lar

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"There' s a no

about your polic

r. His eyes scanned the screen, and for a second, his e

his voice monotone. "He was non-com

Where is he?" I slam

ical attention. H

. "Airlifted wh

complete indifference. "St. Ma

my heart hammering against my ribs. St. Mark' s was two hours a

nurse with kind eyes saw the panic on my face and led

here

bed, dwarfed by the machines and tubes. A ventilator was breathing for

ce gentle but firm. "His core temperature was dangerously low. We'

room. I reached out and took his small, cold hand. The drive, the fear, the exhaustion-it a