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Jonathan straightened.
Audrey kept filming.
A clause that only activated upon divorce.
A clause written decades earlier by a woman the Halecrests had never bothered to learn about.
Rebecca’s mother.
The door closed behind them, and the silence that followed was unbearable, louder than any scream, because the babies were gone within minutes, carried away by private security under Vivian’s supervision, while Rebecca lay alone in the dim light, the divorce papers resting against her legs, her signature still fresh.
It was then she saw it.
At the very bottom of the final page, beneath the waivers and forfeitures, was a sentence so carefully worded it felt deliberate.
Codicil of Reversion upon Dissolution.
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