Lorraine pounded on the front door with enough force to rattle the glass.

"Emily!" she shouted. "Open this door right now!"

Inside, I took another slow sip of coffee.

The security camera gave me a perfect view of her growing panic.

She tried her key again.

Nothing.

Then she called Ryan.

Less than ten minutes later, his black SUV screeched into the driveway.

He hurried toward the front entrance, looking more irritated than concerned.

"What happened?" he asked.

"This stupid lock is broken," Lorraine snapped. "Fix it."

Ryan pulled out his own key.

It turned smoothly.

The door unlocked.

He froze.

Lorraine frowned.

"What are you waiting for?"

Ryan stepped inside while Lorraine followed, already preparing another lecture.

I remained seated at the kitchen island, calmly reviewing paperwork.

"You changed the locks?" Ryan demanded.

"No."

I slid my phone across the countertop.

"I simply removed unauthorized access."

Lorraine laughed.

"Unauthorized? I'm family."

"You were."

Her smile faded.

"You don't get to make decisions about this house."

I slowly closed the folder in front of me.

"I already have."

Ryan folded his arms.

"You should've discussed this with me first."

I looked directly into his eyes.

"Why?"

"You've never discussed your financial decisions with me."

His expression tightened.

"What are you talking about?"

Without answering, I handed him a certified property deed.

He glanced at the first page.

Then the second.

His face slowly lost its color.

Lorraine grabbed the papers from him.

"What is this nonsense?"

She read only the first paragraph before shaking her head.

"No."

She looked at Ryan.

"Tell her she's lying."

Ryan couldn't.

Because every document carried official county seals.

The property owner was listed in bold letters.

Emily Carter.

Not Ryan.

Not both of us.

Just me.

"This... this isn't possible," Lorraine whispered.

"It is," I replied calmly.

"It has always been."

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