had never seemed important to Andrew.
Back then, I had assumed that was because he trusted me.
Victor had listened.
He questioned why I left.
“Yes.”
Next I had smiled and told him that loving Andrew mattered more.
Victor had studied me for a long time.
“Love should add to your life,” he said.
“It should not require you to disappear from it.”
Judge Porter turned a page in the letter.
“Mrs. Ellison, does the trust contain provisions concerning your marriage?”
“Yes.”
“What provisions?”
“It requires that Andrew disclose all
