My brother punched me at Dad’s funeral because I refused to hand him the safe key. Blood covered my black dress while relatives dragged him away. “She’s stealing my inheritance!” he screamed. I opened the safe in front of everyone. Inside was no money—only documents proving he had emptied Dad’s accounts months earlier.

Synopsis

My brother’s fist struck before the final prayer ended. I tasted blood, heard my aunt scream, and watched crimson drops spread across the black dress I had chosen to bury our father. “Give me the safe key!” Marcus shouted as two cousins dragged him backward between the church pews. “She’s stealing my inheritance!” The mourners stared at me as if grief had…