But I wasn't too young to work eighteen-hour days to save it, Sarah snapped, her face flushing deep red. You were going to cut Elias out without even telling him?

Margo says, “I never learned to make the syrup.” Jamie says, “I never learned to leave.” Lena says, “I never learned to belong.”

A family business or a long-held estate is at risk, and a hidden truth (an unpaid debt, a second family, a past crime) comes to light.

“And he followed her,” Mara repeated. She folded the letter carefully, tucked it into her jacket pocket. “We burn this tonight. Not because we protect him. Because we protect each other. If this goes to the police, it’s a twenty-year-old letter from a dead woman. No body. No proof. Just three orphans fighting over a story. And we’ve been fighting over stories our whole lives.”