The morning after my father’s funeral, my ex-husband’s new wife came into his garden and ordered me to start packing my things and leave immediately

somewhere during those difficult months, my younger brother Ethan had begun siding with Daniel and Vanessa.

That betrayal hurt almost as much as the loss itself.

“My father wasn’t foolish,” I said carefully. “He would never leave anything to Daniel.”

Vanessa lowered her voice.

“Ethan doesn’t seem to agree.”

A chill moved through me.

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