I remembered Daniel watching me cook.
Listening to me complain about work.
Laughing when I cheated at board games.
I had thought we were two strangers becoming friends.
He had known exactly who I was from the beginning.
Then I reached the part about the marriage.
Marriage
“You’re probably wondering why I asked you to marry me.
The truth is, I was selfish.
I wanted, just once before I died, to feel like I belonged to the family of the man who gave me my life.”
I started crying harder.
But then came another paragraph.
“There was also a practical reason.”
I looked at the lawyer.
Family
He nodded.
“Keep reading.”
“For thirty years, I put money aside for you.
I never had children.
