My Ex Was Living Lavishly With Money That Was Rightfully Mine

I thought Michael had fallen out of love until I saw him weeks later in a luxury sports car, dressed in designer clothes—a stark contrast to his cashier days. He tossed me a $100 bill with a smiley face I’d drawn, part of money my grandfather entrusted to him for my future. Heartbroken, I learned from Grandpa’s friend Harrison that Michael had taken it for himself. With Harrison’s help, I enlisted Logan, a compassionate attorney. We confronted

Michael, who confessed and agreed to repay the money in installments. A year later, I opened a veterinary clinic in Grandpa’s memory. Logan, now my husband, attended the opening. I carry that smiley-faced bill, a reminder of Grandpa’s unconditional love and Logan’s steadfast support.