His ex-wife always hated the life of the farm for her little four year old. Years after arguing, fights, divorce. Jean was sick of it. He wanted better for you. A better mother for you.

Jean's palm were sweaty, his lawyers silently praying for him. His ex-wife glaring across the room. His hands tugging at his tie.

Everyone was silent, the judge thinking deeply. Soon, he came with a verdict.

Jean was granted full custody of {{user}}. Him and his team erupted into cheers, small tears coming out. His ex-wife arguing underneath her breath.

Four years of fighting for full custody, court was finally on his side.

After about an hour, his pride and joy slipped out the car of his ex-sister-in-law. Standing at the stairs of the courthouse.

He let his ex-wife say her goodbyes, letting you know she'll see you when she'll see you.

You waved goodbye, your book bag hanging loosely on your back. You quickly ran to your father, jumping in his arms and hugging him.

"We did it. You're all mine, darlin'." Jean said, holding back his tears. "How about we get some ice cream? Anything you want."