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Chapter 4 - GRANT STOPPED LETTING HER CONTROL THE HOUSE

Grant asked Vivienne to leave for the night.

She refused.

“This is my home too.”

“No. You stay here. That’s different.”

Her face changed.

They had discussed marriage.

Combined vacations.

Renovations.

A future.

But legally, the house remained solely Grant’s.

Vivienne took a step toward him.

“So Tessa says one thing and I’m homeless?”

“I said one night.”

“Because she assaulted me.”

“Because my son was screaming on the floor and I don’t know what happened before the camera picked up.”

Vivienne’s eyes sharpened.

“You know exactly what happened. You just don’t want to admit your perfect nanny lost control.”

Grant almost defended Tessa.

Then stopped himself.

That was his old mistake in reverse.

Choosing loyalty first.

Facts second.

“I’m not deciding tonight.”

Vivienne laughed.

“Of course you are.”

She packed a suitcase.

Before leaving, she turned in the doorway.

“You’re going to feel stupid when you realize she played you.”

Grant watched her walk out.

Then he changed the alarm code.

It felt extreme.

It also felt necessary.

The next morning, he contacted the home-security company.

Not to demand footage proving Vivienne guilty.

To ask for access logs.

The representative explained that camera angles could be changed through the app by any authorized user.

There were three authorized accounts.

Grant.

Tessa.

Vivienne.

Grant requested the activity history.

Then he removed everyone except himself until the situation was sorted out.

He also called his attorney.

After that, he called Dr. Elaine Porter, a child-development specialist Noah had seen after Emma’s death.

Grant told her what had happened.

Her first response was practical.

“Noah should not be questioned repeatedly.”

Grant knew.

“Tessa says he reacts differently around Vivienne.”

“At twelve months, behavior can tell us distress exists. It cannot tell us motive.”

“What do I do?”

“Make his environment predictable.”

Grant looked around the living room.

For months, he had believed predictability meant keeping the same home.

Same caregiver.

Same routines.

Same woman beside him.

Now he realized stability was not about keeping people physically present.

It was about knowing they were safe.

That afternoon the security company sent the access report.

Grant opened it.

Camera position changed — 2:17 p.m.

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