Inside was a sealed envelope.
Your mom died in a car accident, yes — but she wasn’t just out running errands. She was driving to meet me. We were going to sign the guardianship paperwork that day. You know… to make it official.
But she panicked.
And your Aunt Sammie had threatened court. She didn’t think that I was fit to raise you. She said that blood mattered more than love.
Your mom didn’t want a battle. She was scared of losing you.
I told her to wait… to let the storm pass. But she got in the car anyway.
“Your mom didn’t want a battle.”
I should’ve stopped her.
After the crash, Sammie tried again. She sent letters, hired a lawyer, and said I had no claim to you. But I had the paperwork. I had this letter from Carina — you’ll see it.
‘If anything happens, don’t let them take her.’
I kept you safe, Clover. Not because the law gave me the right, but because your mom trusted me to. And because I loved you more than anything.
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