I lowered the letter, my eyes burning.
We did the only thing we could.
"They knew," I whispered. "They knew about her."
"And gave us everything we need to fight back," Lucas said.
He pointed to the second envelope.
I opened it.
Inside were the deed to the house, bank statements, and a trust document.
Everything in my name.
The front door creaked.
I thought the worst part was over. I was wrong.
"They knew about her."
I heard footsteps in the entryway.
"I forgot my scarf," my aunt called out, already walking toward the living room. "I hope you're being reasonable about the house, Lucas. Family should stick together on these things."
I stood up slowly.
Lucas rose with me.
She stopped in the doorway, her eyes flicking from my face to the papers spread across the table.
Things were about to get ugly.
"I forgot my scarf,"
"What's all this?"
