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PART 3 The courthouse smelled like wet coats, old paper, and coffee that had been burned for too many hours.

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bed.”

Bryce whispered, “Mom.”

But the damage was done.

The courtroom doors opened.

“All parties for Calloway v. Miller Trust,” the clerk called.

Savannah took one breath.

Then another.

Margaret leaned down.

“Ready?”

Savannah looked at Amelia, Grace, and Lily.

Three tiny lives.

Three reasons not to collapse.

“Yes,” she said.

The courtroom was smaller than Savannah continue reading …

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