“Now,” I said, carefully gathering my papers back into the manila folder and placing it securely inside my purse, “the trust executor will be conducting a full financial review of this property. Marcus and Madison have thirty days to either buy out my share and Tyler’s share of the trust equity at full market value, or the house will be put on the market, and the proceeds will be divided equally three ways, exactly as Grandma intended.”

I stood up from the table, smoothing down my jacket. For the first time in two years, the weight in my chest was completely gone. I looked down at my sister, whose eyes were fixed on her untouched dinner plate.

“Thank you for the lovely dinner, Madison,” I said softly, slinging my purse over my shoulder. “I’ll be upstairs packing my things from the basement tonight. I already signed a lease on my own apartment downtown yesterday morning. You can keep the six thousand eight hundred dollar estimate for your next buyers.”

Without waiting for a response, I turned and walked away from the mahogany table, leaving the heavy silence of the dining room behind me as the front door clicked shut.