I Married a Man 30 Years Older for His Fortune

Free and clear.”

A month later, I unlocked the little white cottage.

Dust floated through the afternoon sunlight.

Everything looked exactly as it had in the photograph.

On the fireplace sat one last envelope.

For Emma—Only After You Come Home.

Inside was another note.

You once asked me why I smiled whenever people assumed you married me for money.

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