“Did he forge the agreement?”
Leah looked at Elena.
Then at Silas.
Finally, she shook her head.
“No.”
Daniel lowered the letter.
“The blank forms are in his box. My signatures are here.”
“I know.”
“The note is in his handwriting.”
“I know that too.”
“Then what are you saying?”
Leah gripped the back of a kitchen chair.
“I’m saying Dad prepared the papers.”
She drew a shaking breath.
“But Elena wasn’t the person he was trying to keep away from Silas.”
No one spoke.
Daniel stared at her.
“Who was?”
Leah looked toward the photograph of Elena holding the newborn baby in the green blanket.
When she answered, her voice was barely above a whisper.
“The woman who came to the hospital claiming she was Silas’s grandmother.”
Evelyn’s face went still.
And in that moment, every person in the room understood the same impossible thing.
