Meanwhile, the financial investigation uncovered evidence that money intended for my education and living expenses had been diverted over several years. My grandmother’s legal team turned the records over to the appropriate authorities, and my father was forced to answer for the decisions he had made.
The house was no longer a place where he could dictate every rule and silence every question.
Karen moved out with Ethan and the twins. My father remained behind while the legal proceedings unfolded, but he no longer had access to the accounts he had controlled for years.
A few weeks later, he asked to see me.
I agreed to meet him at my grandmother’s house.
He looked older than I remembered. His expensive watch was gone, and he seemed unable to meet my eyes.
“I never thought it would end like this,” he said.
I looked at him for a long time.
