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In the shadow of Cook County’s courthouse, Santiago Martin, forty-five, stood at a crossroads, filing for divorce from Kristine Hiekel Martin, also forty-five, on February 28, 2025. Through the Law Offices of Kat Delgado LLC, he etched their story—a marriage born July 19, 2004, in Wisconsin’s Cross Plains, now a relic of irreconcilable differences, its cracks too wide for repair. Both Chicagoans, rooted in Illinois for over ninety days, they carry the weight of a decade-plus union, marked by one child, N. Martin, ten years old, a quiet tether between them.
Santiago seeks joint custody, a shared burden of care, and presses Kristine—gainfully employed—to fund their son’s needs, while he, straining under lesser means, asks her for maintenance. She, he argues, stands firm enough to need no support from him, a door he’d bar shut. Their shared haul—marital property and debts—awaits a fair split; his non-marital goods, he claims as his own. No other courts hold their fate; this is their sole stage.
This petition, filed amid winter’s end, isn’t just an end—it’s a map of survival, a father’s plea for equity, a child’s life hanging in the balance of a system that rarely bends.
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