My wealthy husband’s daughter arrived at 11 p.m. with her husband, two oversized suitcases, and one shocking demand: they were moving in. Then she gave me a list of chores and told me to “earn my keep” because I lived off her father. I only smiled and agreed. At 6:00 the next morning, she understood why. – Welcome

said to me.

A few hours later, he died.

***

The funeral passed in fragments.

People kept telling me Thomas had spoken about me often.

That made me angrier than silence would have.

Afterward, I packed immediately.

I was closing my suitcase when David appeared in the doorway.

“Susan.”

“I’m leaving.”

“I know.”

He stepped inside carrying a thick envelope.

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