At Eleven, She Moved In. At Six, I Changed The Locks.

Bank transfers.

And the prenuptial agreement Richard had insisted we both sign before our wedding.

I still remembered exactly what he’d said back then.

“At our age, protecting yourself is simply common sense.”

I had agreed.

Thankfully.

One by one, I spread certified copies of every document across the countertop.

Madison stopped smiling.

Tyler quietly leaned continue reading …