My Fiancé Left the Phone Line Open One Day Before Our Wedding, and I Heard Him Tell His Mother He Planned to Take My House, My Savings, and Then Get Rid of Me. So I Changed a Few Details About the Ceremony—and When the Final Wedding Gift Appeared on the Screen, Nathan Learned He Had Never Been the One Running the Con.

And had deliberately kept me ignorant to protect us.

That should have been the final revelation.

It wasn’t.

Mr. Feldman pulled another document from the folder.

“There is a second provision.”

I almost laughed.

“Of course there is.”

“It concerns Sharon.”

I frowned.

“Me?”

He nodded.

“Your sister anticipated that raising her daughters would create a significant financial and personal burden.”

“They were never a burden.”

“I understand.”

He continued.

“She created a separate compensation provision for you.”

“No.”

“Sharon—”

“No.”

I shook my head.

“I don’t want Melissa paying me for raising my own girls.”

Grace began crying again.

Mr. Feldman smiled gently.

“That isn’t how she described it.”

He slid a handwritten letter across the desk.

Melissa’s handwriting.

My breath caught.

I opened it.

Shar,

If you’re reading this, then something went wrong or the girls grew up and Feldman finally stopped obeying me.