The day after the courtroom hearing, I could barely think straight. The revelation that my mother might have lied about her pregnancy was still fresh in my mind, gnawing at me. The shock had rattled my every belief, and now I was questioning everything—my mother, the inheritance, even my own identity. But the fight was far from over, and I couldn't afford to falter now. If there was one thing I knew for sure, it was that I had to get to the truth.
Damien had been by my side through it all, his quiet support a constant source of strength. Yet, even his comforting presence couldn't quiet the storm inside my mind. The weight of Mr. Howard's testimony hung over us like a dark cloud, and I had no idea how we could prove its falseness. Every step I took seemed to lead me deeper into a maze of secrets.
