“Effective immediately,” Evelyn continued, “you are disinherited. Everything you have will be taken back.”
She turned to me and took my hand.
“Rachel, the Willowcrest house is still yours. The keys are waiting. You and Sophie will never be hungry again.”
Sophie squeezed my hand.
“Mommy… do we really have a home?”
I nodded through tears.
“Yes, sweetheart. We do.”
Behind us, my parents stood surrounded by luxury that no longer belonged to them.
And for the first time in years… justice finally found us.
