My parents were legally removed from the Maple Street house by sheriffs within fifteen minutes the next morning.
Now they live in misery; Otis rents a crumbling studio in East Point, while Viola sleeps on a couch in Alabama.
When they cornered me in a parking lot and begged for mercy, I looked directly into their eyes and said,
“You gave all your love and money to Marcus. Go ask him for shelter. Oh, I forgot—he’s in a cell and has absolutely nothing left.”
I did not take custody of the children because I love my career and my quiet independence.
Instead, David Sterling created the anonymous Skyward Trust, fully funding elite private education, medical care, and complete college funds for Leo, Maya, and Ruby while they live under the loving protection of our honest Aunt Beatrice.
They are safe, thriving, and completely unaware that I am the invisible guardian
