“At my mother-in-law’s will reading?” I let out a short, humorless laugh. “How thoughtful.”
At that moment, attorney Richard Whitmore entered the room holding a folder. He paused briefly when he noticed the baby, but quickly regained his professional composure.
“Mrs. Parker asked that everyone be present,” he said carefully. “Ms. Carter is… included.”
Included.
The word stung more than I expected. Evelyn had known.
I slowly took a seat, my legs unsteady. Daniel’s wedding ring glinted beneath the harsh fluorescent lights. He hadn’t taken it off.
Whitmore opened the folder.
“Evelyn Parker finalized her will on April 12,” he began. “She also left a personal letter to be read aloud.”
Daniel leaned back confidently, as if he already knew how this would end. Megan adjusted the baby in her arms, her expression balanced somewhere between pity and quiet triumph.
Whitmore unfolded a sheet of paper.
“To my daughter-in-law, Rachel,” he read, “if you are hearing this message, it means Daniel has finally revealed the man he truly is.”
Daniel straightened abruptly.
“And that means it is time for you to understand what I have done, so you stop believing you have no power.”