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The next couple of weeks were surprisingly calm. I started to believe that maybe Paul had finally gotten through to Vanessa and she had let it go.
But a few days later, when I came home from work, I found Paul sitting on the couch crying, with Vanessa right beside him, trying to comfort him.
Panic hit me instantly. My first thought was that something had happened to Austin. I didn’t see him anywhere.
“Where’s my son?” I asked, terrified.
