Marlene demanded.
The lawyer stopped her.
“The letter is private.”
“Then read the will.”
He opened the document.
“Russell Harrison leaves his house, estate, and controlling company interest to his wife, Elena Harrison.”
Silence.
Then Marlene exploded.
“This is ridiculous!”
The lawyer kept reading.
“The children will receive trust allowances covering housing, education, and medical expenses. Any legal challenge will immediately revoke those benefits.”
Marlene stood so abruptly her chair hit the wall.
“She manipulated him!”
I finally lifted my eyes.
“Maybe I said yes because I was tired of drowning,” I said quietly.
“But I would have stayed if he’d lost everything.”
Then I read one line from his letter aloud.
“I watched you refuse my check the night before the doctor called. You said you only needed me. You did not know you were carrying our child.”
The room froze.
Marlene stared at me.
“You’re pregnant?”
“Yes.”
“You trapped him.”
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I shook my head.
“He knew before I did.”
Nobody spoke after that.
I gathered the photograph.
The letter.
The wooden box.
