For Eight Months I Thought I’d Found Love After My Divorce — Then a Woman I’d Never Met Recognized His Photo and Said “When I Knew Him, He Went by a Different Name,” and I Understood Every Breakfast Had Been Reconnaissance
“I’m here to listen,” I said, keeping my arms folded.
“You’re here to fix the mess you made,” Gregory snapped.
Stephanie slid the power of attorney toward me.
“One signature, and I handle all the rest.
The buyer has set aside capital and taken losses because you changed your mind.” I did not touch it.
“Where’s the original agreement showing I ever agreed to sell?” Her smile flickered.
“And which account is the money going into?
Mine?” “That will be decided later,” she said smoothly.
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