Raymond read the full will. Katherine had set up a trust for Tanya, managed by me and overseen by him until she turned twenty-five. The family house couldn’t be sold, mortgaged, or occupied by Bradley.

The company would be run by an independent auditing board until every misappropriated cent was recovered. She’d left ample funds for Tanya’s therapy, education, and health.

She hadn’t missed a single detail.

That afternoon, a family court judge permanently suspended Bradley’s parental rights and granted me full guardianship of Tanya. When I signed, my hands trembled — not from doubt, but because I realized Katherine had foreseen even this.

The file included a statement from her about her greatest fear: not losing the business, but her daughter growing up controlled by the man who had destroyed her.

I promised, silently, that Tanya would never feel trapped in that house again.