And right there, I understood what Grace had really left me.
Not just assets.
A mission.
The days that followed were a strange blend of mourning and movement. Daniel stayed close—helping file reports, submit evidence, handle paperwork, translate pain into something the system could hold. The neighborhood buzzed. Family members called. People suddenly had opinions they never offered when Grace was alive.
Ethan tried to spin himself into the victim. Tried to rewrite the story.
