“‘Pack Your Bags. You’re Done.’ What My Son Didn’t Know Was I’d Already Won”

up sharply.

“The house belongs solely to May,” Evelyn confirmed. “And per the clause, Luke and Avery must vacate within seventy-two hours.”

Someone whispered, “Good.”

Luke’s knees buckled. As officers led him outside, he turned with a broken expression. “Mom. Please say something.”

I stepped closer. “Good luck, son. You’ll need it where you’re going.”

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