I stepped into my eight-month-pregnant daughter’s funeral with lilies choking the air. Her husband stood by the coffin— smiling—his arm around a woman I’d never seen.
Part 2 Mr. Dawson’s voice stayed steady, but the room felt like it tilted. “Emily’s assets include her life insurance policy, her separate savings, and her share of the house purchased before marriage,” he said. “The beneficiary is not Mr. Reed. It is a trust established for her child.” Jason stepped forward, eyes flashing. “That’s…
