When I opened the envelope, the first sentence blurred through my tears.
“My dearest Eleanor, if you’re reading this, then my children have done exactly what I feared they would.”
I covered my mouth.
Garrett knew.
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I Was Thrown Out of My Late Husband’s Mansion With Nothing but the Dress I Was Wearing—Two Weeks Later, a Black Limousine Stopped Outside My Tiny Trailer, and the Letter Inside Revealed the Secret Plan He Had Been Preparing All Along
