He is gone… but what broke me was not only that

“This is our home,” I said with a trembling voice.

“It was my son’s. Unless you have a lawyer in your diaper bag, good luck.”

She slammed the door.

That night, I turned the back seat of our car into a “camping trip.” Ava cried herself to sleep. Noah whispered:

“Dad wouldn’t allow that.”

“And I won’t,” I said, holding him tight.

But Jason had already protected us.

The next morning, I called Jason’s lawyer.

“She did what?” David almost shouted. “Come in. Now.”

As it turned out, Jason had updated his will six months before the accident. He had left everything to me and the children—our house, his savings, everything.

But one sentence was unforgettable:

“Eleanor Dawson shall receive $200,000 unless she attempts to evict my wife and children or interfere in their affairs. In that case, the full amount will go to Mira and the children.”

David looked at me and smiled.

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