I stood there frozen because I couldn’t believe they had tried to steal the property from under me. “You are lying to me,” I whispered while looking at the signatures on the papers.
“I wish I were, but you were basically just an unwitting sponsor for our new life together,” she mocked. I went back to my car with my legs trembling and I found that I didn’t even want to cry this time.
I stared at the house and felt a cold sensation of pure determination growing inside my chest. I took out my phone and called Barnaby, who was a real estate lawyer I had contacted a week ago.
I had noticed strange bank transfers and withdrawals from Garrett’s accounts recently and grew suspicious. “Tell me that they have already moved into the house,” Barnaby said as soon as he answered the call.
“They are inside right now and they changed the locks,” I told him while watching Melody through the windshield. Barnaby let out a short laugh and told me that this was actually the perfect scenario for us.
“It is perfect because now there is no doubt that they will both face the full consequences of their actions,” he explained. “I need you to tell me exactly what is going to happen next,” I pleaded.