It wasn’t a contractor’s release for plaster or paint.

It was an unsigned spousal property waiver stating that I gave up all legal equity, dower rights, and financial interest in both the Vance residential estate and the family trust endowment in exchange for being allowed to live in the house during my pregnancy.

Julian picked up his glass of water and took a quiet sip, watching me over the rim.

“Is there a problem with the trim color?” he asked.