“That’s why I made sure you were okay.”
Eleanor not only lost money. She also lost the last connection to the son she claimed to love. Jason left us more than just a will. He left us protection, peace, and proof that true love outlasts cruelty.
Justice didn’t come with a bang. It came in the form of legal clauses, the click of a locksmith, and a little girl finally safe in her bed.
And in the end, love won.
Jason would have wanted this. He planned it. He made sure we were okay—even during the worst storms.
Two days after the funeral, I took the children out to distract them—a quiet picnic in the park, just the three of us.
