I didn’t ask Chloe whether she’d heard.

I simply finished my coffee.

And for the first time, I began to believe the future could belong to us without constant reference to the years we’d lost.

PART 8 — THE LEGACY VIVIAN COULDN’T CONTROL

By the second year after our reunion, the legal and financial restructuring had reached its final stages.

Marcus called regularly.

Sometimes with good news.

Sometimes with another complication.

A property sale required additional review.