“She suspected.”
“And you kept that from me too.”
“She had no proof.”
“I am tired of hearing that.”
“I know.”
“Everyone decided what I could survive. You. Rosie. My father. My mother, if she’s alive.”
Ben’s expression tightened.
“Rosie wasn’t trying to control you.”
“She left me a letter only to be opened if she died.”
“Because she thought Richard would hurt you if he knew you had learned the truth.”
“He’s in custody.”
“For now.”
I looked at my sister.
Her hand lay palm-up beside her body.
I took it.
Her skin was warm.
“Why did you really marry her?” I asked.
Ben came closer.
“The complete truth?”
“Yes.”
He sat on the opposite side of the bed.
“Rosie came to my office eleven months ago with a box of financial records. She said money was disappearing from her trust. She believed Richard planned to have her declared legally incompetent before her twenty-ninth birthday.”
