MALIA’S POV

“Congratulations to you both. Malia, your father would be so proud of you,” he said gravely.

Sniffing, I reached out to pull in the old man who had been so helpful ever since my dad died into a hug. “Thank you, Attorney Edwards. You've been so kind and good to me. I really appreciate it,” I murmured before pulling away.

The poor man had a blush on his cheeks and what suspiciously looked like tears in his eyes. Clearing his throat, he began. “I just wanted to go over some final paperwork and make sure everything is settled regarding the estate transfer and the trusts."

Zach and I...