I returned to Lily’s room, where she was still peacefully asleep. I watched her for a moment, feeling a fierce protectiveness. This wasn’t just about the money. This was about ensuring her future and rebuilding the trust that had been broken. I’d make sure she felt secure, no matter what.

I decided to confront my parents after breakfast, hoping the casual setting would catch them off guard. As we sat around the table, I watched them, wondering how they could look me in the eye after what they’d done.

“Mom, Dad,” I began, setting down my coffee cup. “We need to talk.”

The room went silent. My dad shifted uncomfortably, while my mom’s eyes widened ever so slightly.

“I found the bank statements. I know about the withdrawals,” I continued, keeping my voice steady. “You took the money meant for Lily. You lied to her.”