“And you followed his advice, even if you were operating on autopilot,” Samantha said softly.

“I barely even remember signing those specific pages,” I admitted.

“You were grieving deeply at the time,” Samantha reminded me gently.

I looked down at the paper again, staring at my printed name right beside that fifty-one percent marker.

For years, Gavin had proudly introduced himself as the sole founder and owner of the company at business dinners, industry conferences, and family gatherings.

I had never once corrected him because I genuinely believed there was nothing to correct.