Stefan.
I had never known the transfers existed.
She also found messages in which Mark repeatedly warned her not to contact me.
We spent an entire Saturday building a timeline.
Beth searched old emails.
I requested hospital records.
Grace matched every transfer against our account statements.
The payments had started the same month I came home with Cole.
By then, Beth was shaking.
For eight years, she had been living inside a lie she never created.
We decided not to confront Mark alone.
Our parents’ anniversary dinner was scheduled for
