-- Grizelda --

The custody fight hanged over me like a dark and unrelenting storm. Even in my leisure time, I was unable to relax because of the heaviness I felt when I thought about it. Margaret not only wanted to take away Leo from me but my identity. I didn't know what else I was asides being a mother.

I decided to bury myself in work but little good did that do. The numbers and quotations just blurred into one huge mess of gibberish before my eyes. I leaned back in my chair as I rubbed my temples.

I needed to keep busy otherwise my mind would spiral into...