But if he had abandoned me, the fortune would pass instead to the person who had shown true care. Curtis’s certainty collapsed into disbelief as the attorney confirmed that his own actions had activated the clause. The assets, the home, and the inheritance were legally transferred to me.
Curtis pleaded, reframing cruelty as grief, but the truth was already written. I walked away not just with material security, but with clarity. Arthur had seen what I once refused to accept: that love reveals itself most clearly when nothing can be gained from it.
And in that understanding, I found the beginning of a new life—one built not on wealth alone, but on dignity and self-respect.
