living room.
I remained standing.
I dropped the transfer records onto the coffee table.
“Eighteen years.”
“Laura…”
“Three hundred. Five hundred. A thousand. Sometimes more. Almost every month.”
“Yes.”
“And Lily was in Daniel’s will.”
Her eyes rose.
“I saw her name after he died. His mother told me she was some distant cousin.”
“She told you that?”
“You sound surprised.”
“I didn’t know what Daniel had told his family.”
“Well, I believed her. Until Ethan’s letter.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Stop apologizing and answer me.”
I pushed the will toward her.
“Was Lily Daniel’s daughter?”
Rebecca became silent.
“Ethan wrote that Lily was Daniel’s daughter.”
Her gaze dropped to the letter.
“I know.”
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“So tell me he was right.”
“He knew she wasn’t.”
I stared at her.
“What?”
“By the time he wrote that letter, Ethan knew the truth.”
“Then why would he lie to me?”
“Because he wanted
