But I stopped expecting her to rescue me.
Then, six months after the wedding, everything changed again.
I returned home from work one evening and found Margaret sitting in the library with two people I recognized immediately.
Her lawyer stood beside the desk.
Next to him was a woman in her forties holding a thick folder.
Margaret gestured toward the chair opposite her.
“Sit down, Daniel. We need to discuss the future of this marriage.”
My stomach tightened.
“Have I done something wrong?”
“No. But circumstances have changed.”
The woman introduced herself as a legal adviser involved in reviewing the arrangements connected to Margaret’s estate.
She explained that the family’s lawyers had been conducting a broader review of certain trusts and financial obligations established by Margaret’s late husband. Several provisions required clarification, including the treatment of marital expenses and the conditions attached to particular benefits.
I listened carefully.
Then Margaret placed a separate document on the table.
