Portia’s POVPeople say grief makes you numb, but as I stood in my family's grand library, all I felt was the crushing, physical weight of it.The room still carried the scent of my father's favorite pipe tobacco and the fresh jasmine my mother always kept arranged in the vases. Just days ago, they were alive, laughing at the dinner table, grounded and real. Today, my brothers were tearing their names apart."Sign the contract, Portia. Stop being a selfish bitch and just sign it."Dominic’s voice shattered the heavy silence. I watched my oldest brother standing by the bar, his hands trembling violently as he poured his third glass of scotch. At thirty, he was supposed to be the anchor of the Vance family after our parents' sudden, horrific car crash. Instead, he was falling apart."I am not signing my life away to a criminal based on a piece of paper I haven't even verified," I said.My voice came out steady, a stark contrast to my hands, which desperately wanted to shake. I was only
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