The Fine Print
I did not have to become anything I did not want to be.
I only had to gather the truth carefully enough that the truth could do the work — and the truth, gathered carefully, is heavier than any weapon a furious woman can swing.
Damon had bet that I was too broken to reach for it.
Proving him wrong, page by notarized page, was the quietest and most complete satisfaction of my life.
First, Naomi filed emergency court orders to freeze every account linked to my grandmother’s trust, so that not one more dollar could move while we worked.