“But I need confirmation.”
“He established an education trust at that time,” Mr. Collins continued. “You are listed as successor trustee. In the event of Daniel’s death, you have full discretion to continue funding Adam’s schooling until he turns 21.”
I felt the room tilt slightly. “Why didn’t he tell me?”
Mr. Collins folded his hands. “Donna asked him not to disclose her history or financial struggles. Daniel wanted to honor that request. He planned to tell you eventually, but died before he’d built the confidence to do it.”
“You are listed as successor trustee.”
My anger began to dissolve into something softer and more complicated.
“He loved you very much,” Mr. Collins added. “He said you’d understand one day.”
I swallowed hard. “Where is the boy staying? With his mother?”
“No,” the lawyer said gently. “He’s with Daniel’s old childhood neighbor, Mrs. Alvarez.”
***
When I left the office, I left with Adam’s number. I sat in my car for several minutes before starting the engine.
It seemed I’d married a good man.
“He loved you very much.”
That afternoon, I called Adam and arranged a meeting at the cemetery.
When I arrived, he was already there, sitting cross-legged near the grave with a small bouquet of grocery store flowers beside him.
He stood when he saw me.
“I spoke to Mr. Collins,” I said.
His shoulders tensed.
I stepped closer to the headstone. “I’m sorry. I was angry,” I admitted. “I thought the worst.”
“I understand,” Adam said quietly.
He stood when he saw me.
We stood in silence for a moment.
“I’m still hurt that he didn’t tell me,” I said. “But I understand why he kept his promise to your mom.”
Adam nodded.
“I’m going to continue the education fund,” I said finally. “You’ll finish your schooling. We’ll work out the details with Mr. Collins.”
His eyes widened. “Really?”
“Yes, really,” I said. “Daniel trusted me with that responsibility. And I won’t let him or you down.”
“I’m still hurt.”
For a second, he looked like he might cry, but he blinked quickly.
“Thank you,” he said. “He always said you were the best person he knew.”
I laughed softly through my tears. “He exaggerated.”
Adam laughed.
I looked at Daniel’s name carved in stone.
“I love you,” I whispered.
“He exaggerated.”
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