are you planning to leave?”
I examined the deed.
“I’m not.”
Dana leaned back.
“What do you want to do?”
For the first time since Logan left, I smiled.
“I want him to come home.”
Logan believed he’d taken everything from me.
He never realized the house he’d ordered me to abandon had never belonged to him.
And Dana had uncovered something Dad had hidden in the property records for years.
Something that could change everything.
She opened a thick folder.
“My father left this?” I asked.
“Not exactly,” she
