On Our 10th Anniversary, My Husband Shaved My Head While I Slept—He Didn’t Know I Was About to Stop an $18 Million Transfer

Once I understood that, Julian’s downfall stopped being necessary.

PART 53 — THE NOTE AGAIN

Ten years after the anniversary, I opened the envelope containing Julian’s original note.

Now you finally look as ridiculous as you really are.

The handwriting looked smaller than I remembered.

The words too.

I had carried them as something enormous.

Now they were just eleven ugly words on paper.

I almost threw the note away.

Then didn’t.