The Key to Betrayal: Selling the House My Mother Left Me

Summary

The key slid into the lock, but the door opened from the inside.

I froze.

This apartment was supposed to be empty.

Arthur told me the tenant moved out last month and he hadn't found a new one yet.

The door swung open.

Standing there was a woman in a silk slip dress, her hair wet, looking like she had just stepped out of the shower.

When she saw me, she froze too.

Then, she called out a name.

Not "Who are you looking for?"

It was—

"Arthur?"

She thought the person at the door was my husband.

This apartment was left to me by my mom.