I wasn’t even close.
Daniel had betrayed me.
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The next morning, I pulled Daniel’s old files out of the closet.
If Rebecca wouldn’t talk, Daniel would.
Or whatever he had left behind would.
Tax returns.
Insurance policies.
Old business statements.
Receipts I couldn’t believe we had kept.
I found nothing with Rebecca’s name.
If Rebecca wouldn’t talk, Daniel would.
That almost made it worse. For eighteen years, Daniel had kept her separate from our life.
But I had seen Lily’s name before.
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Then I remembered.
The will.
“Jesus.”
I pulled it from the back of the filing cabinet.
That almost made it worse.
Daniel had changed it six months before he died. Most of it was exactly as I remembered.
Me.
Ethan.
Then, near the bottom, there it was.
Lily.
A separate amount had been left in trust for her.
The will.
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I remembered asking about it after Daniel died.
I also remembered the answer.
His mother.
I called her.
She answered on the third ring. “Laura?”
A separate amount had been left in trust for her.
“Who was Lily?”
Silence.
“Daniel’s will. You told me she was a relative.”
