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He studied my face. “Of course. May I ask why?”

Mr. Miller took a slow breath and nodded.
“All right,” he said. “Tell me what you want.”
The Decision That Felt Like Air Returning to My Lungs
I had thought I would cry when I said it out loud.

I didn’t.
“I want to remove Ethan as the beneficiary,” I said, keeping my voice even. “I want my assets redirected into a charitable foundation for women who adopt children and raise them without support.”
Mr. Miller’s eyebrows lifted. Not judgmental. Just surprised.
“That is a significant change,” he said carefully. “Are you certain?”

Mr. Miller nodded and began writing.
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