She said she wanted to keep the baby—he nodded and drove her straight to a hospital.

Exposing the betrayal

I showed them the folder - silent but unmistakable proof of the betrayal. Every form already signed was a clear sign of Drew's manipulation. "These signatures are not mine," I said, pointing out the obvious. Their eyes slid over the names and dates, and I could see them realize the gravity of the situation. It felt like I was reliving the betrayal, but this time I knew they understood. The sympathy in their eyes gave me a sense of reassurance and renewed strength.

The proof in their hands

As the staff reviewed the forms, they finally nodded and confirmed that they had indeed been submitted. Their compassionate expressions were encouraging and encouraged me in my pursuit of justice. "We're sorry you had to go through this," one of them said - words that were both comforting and a call to action. I could see in their faces that they understood the betrayal I was feeling. This moment was crucial - a necessary step to finally free my life from the shadow Drew had cast over me.