Megan arrived at the lawyer’s office expecting closure—but instead, she found betrayal. When the polished young attorney began reading her late husband’s will, Megan was shocked to learn that everything had been left not to her—but to someone else. And that was only the beginning.
That morning, the golden sunlight poured across her windshield, but Megan could barely keep her eyes open. Grief weighed heavily on her heart, far beyond simple exhaustion.
In the back seat, her children—Eli, Noah, and Lily—bickered over a snack wrapper.
“Stop it! Both of you!” Lily, trying her best to sound grown-up, attempted to restore order.
“Boys, please,” Megan said wearily, gripping the steering wheel. Her voice cracked slightly despite her effort to stay calm.
The silence that followed was thick and tense.
Being a single mother was never easy. Megan had become an expert at juggling lunches, laundry, fevers, and broken toys. But today, the emotional burden felt almost unbearable.
Only two weeks earlier, Tom—her husband, the children’s father, and her closest partner—had passed away.
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