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    “Phil, where’s Kenny?” A sinking feeling told Elsa that Kenny had been discharged early, deliberately avoiding her.


    Dressed in his crisp military attire, Phil pocketed his phone, walked over, and handed a folded paper to her. “This is from Mr. Mitchell. Please read it.” With a formal tone and a respectful salute, Phil left.


    Elsa’s hands shook as she unfolded the document—a court decree finalizing her divorce from Emmett.


    She stared at the paper, the weight of it sinking in; her marriage to Emmett was officially over.


    “Hold on!” Elsa’s voice cut through the air, sharp and authoritative as she called after Phil. “Where’s Kenny? Where did he go?”


    Phil maintained his polite but detached demeanor, his usual friendliness absent. “Your son was discharged an hour ago. I’m unaware of his current location.”


    Ignoring her protests, Phil turned and left.


    Gracie had trailed Elsa outside, attempting to soothe her. “Elsa, don’t panic. Kenny’s probably at home. Let’s check there first.”


    Elsa’s anger red. “They think they can just take my son without my permission? Who do they think they are?”


    She spun toward Gracie, resolute. “We’re going to find them. Kenny belongs to me!”


    Elsa knew every property Kenny owned. If he had gone home, it would be to one of those.


    Gracie followed Elsa as they drove to the house where Kenny had lived after marriage. The two-thousand-square-foot home was empty, with no signs of recent upancy.


    Undeterred, Elsa said, “He’s got other ces. We’ll check them all until we find him.”


    They visited each of Kenny’s properties, only to discover they had all been rented out, with no trace of Kenny.


    Fuming by the car, Elsa said, “Emmett has probably taken my son to the base. Let’s head to the militarypound.”


    Exhausted from the fruitless search, Gracie hesitated, gently stopping Elsa. “Elsa, maybe we shouldn’t. It seems like Kenny’s father is deliberately keeping him from you. You still have Ethan to look after you. Let’s not go.”


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    Elsa snapped, “No way! I gave birth to Kenny and raised him for years. Why should I let anyone take him from me? Neither of my sons belongs to Emmett!” Elsa climbed into the car, her anger unabated, and Gracie reluctantly joined her. Gracie tried to reason with her, saying, “Elsa, calm down. Kenny and Ethan are your sons, but they’re also their father’s. I’m sure Emmett will take good care of Kenny—”


    Elsa understood the logic but couldn’t ept it. “So what? Kenny is mine; he should stay by my side!”


    From the driver’s seat, Elsa realized the military base would likely bar their entry. Neither she nor Gracie had clearance. So, she called Ethan.


    The phone rang endlessly, unanswered, fueling her fury. “I raised him all these years, and now, when I’m being treated like this, he won’t even pick up? Let’s go to thepany. I need Ethan to go there with me.”


    Gracie was stunned. She hadn’t expected the typicallyposed Elsa to be so stubborn and unreasonable.


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