I read it again.

And again.

Grace—my sister—had been taking money meant for my children. Liam had uncovered it while helping with taxes. There were documents, proof, records from years back when our mother passed away. Grace had insisted on handling everything. I had trusted her.

Then I saw the next line.

“I didn’t tell you until I had proof. I knew what accusing your sister would do to you.”

My hands started shaking.

There were photos of Grace meeting Ryan—her ex-husband—behind Liam’s office. She had told me he was gone for good. That was a lie. He had returned desperate, in debt, and she had been secretly helping him with money that wasn’t hers.