I paid my mother-in-law $6,000 every month, but the day I refused one more demand, she lost control while my husband stood frozen beside her.

but Claire agreed as long as I recorded the conversation.

Nathan looked drained when he arrived. He was forty-two, broad-shouldered, with Daniel’s same gray eyes but none of Daniel’s polished charm. He sat across from me and left his coffee untouched.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

I waited.

He swallowed. “I should’ve warned you years ago.”

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