from our joint income. Edith’s savings are not to be touched.”The next day, I made a loud call to my financial advisor so Gaby could hear:“
Yes, I’d like to set up a new account for my stepdaughters. We’ll contribute to it together from our income.”Gaby looked shocked, realizing she couldn’t access Edith’s money.From that point on, the atmosphere at home was tense.
Gaby tried to convince me again, but I stayed firm.“This isn’t about choosing sides,” I told her. “It’s about respect — for Edith’s wishes and for all our children.”Over time, Gaby understood that my decision wouldn’t change. Months later, as we watched our daughters play together, she quietly said, “They look happy.”“They do,” I replied, knowing I had protected what mattered most: my daughters’ future and their mother’s memory.
