I stopped reading. My chest felt tight, like someone was pressing down on my ribs.
I forced myself to continue.
Two years ago, the letter went on, Diane came to me with a property transfer document. She said it was routine paperwork for the family trust. She asked me to sign it quickly because the bank was closing soon.
Something felt wrong, so I pretended to sign it, but wrote my name slightly different than usual. When the bank reviewed it, they caught the discrepancy and called me. Angela, she had forged my signature on a version she created herself. She was trying to transfer the house into her name before I died.
The bank rejected it and sent me the original document. I kept it as evidence. I never told your parents, because I knew they wouldn’t believe me. Diane has them wrapped around her finger so tightly they can’t see straight.
The final paragraph broke my heart.
Angela, you are not the daughter who abandoned this family. You are the daughter who was erased. Diane did this to you deliberately, systematically, for over a decade. And I’m so sorry I didn’t see it sooner. I am so sorry I believed her lies, even for a moment. You deserve better from all of us. I love you. I have always loved you. And I hope that one day, the truth will set you free.
Your grandfather,
GeorgeI sat there on that cold floor for a long time. The house was silent around me, but inside my head everything was screaming.
Every memory I had was reshaping itself, twisting into something new and terrible.
The family dinners I wasn’t invited to. The birthday calls that were never returned. The way my mother’s voice always sounded strained when I called, like she was bracing herself for something unpleasant. The way my father couldn’t meet my eyes at Grandpa’s funeral.
It wasn’t because I had failed them. It wasn’t because I wasn’t good enough.
It was because Diane had spent ten years convincing them I was a monster.
Every cruel thing she told them, they believed. And not once—not a single time in all those years—did either of my parents pick up the phone and ask me if any of it was true.
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