“She Mocked My Beach House at Breakfast — That Evening, I Sold Everything She Thought Was Hers”

used to bring me dandelions and called them flowers fit for a queen. He’d discussed giving away my property without including me in the conversation.

“I’ll need to think about this,” I said quietly.

Savannah’s smile tightened almost imperceptibly. “Of course. Take your time. But the realtor needs an answer by Friday, so if you could review everything continue reading …