Dana shook her head.
“No. And there’s something else.”
She opened another folder.
“Your father anticipated a divorce.”
I looked up.
“He knew Logan would leave me?”
“He didn’t know when. He only knew that if you ever divorced, Logan would have no claim to the property or the trust assets.”
I sat speechless.
For nearly twenty years, Logan had behaved as though everything was his: our home, cars, vacations, investments, even my future.
Yet Dad had quietly protected the one thing Logan couldn’t take.
Dana produced another document.
“This
