Chapter 11 - THE DIVORCE DIDN’T MAKE THE BOYS ENEMIESThe divorce was ugly.
But I refused one thing.
No competition between the boys.
No:
Noah won.
Mason lost.
Noah remained in his trust.
Mason’s future support was addressed separately through Vanessa, his father, and assets I had voluntarily set aside over the years.
Not because I owed him inheritance.
Because I had helped raise him and cared about him.
The trust did not force that.
Love did.
Noah once asked:
“Did Mason get less because his mom hurt me?”
“No.”
“Good.”
That answer surprised me.
“Why good?”
“Because then we’d be doing the same thing.”
I stared.
“What same thing?”
“Making him lose because of family.”
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Eight years old.
And somehow clearer than half the adults.
