I thought moving in with my fiancé

“Read this before you unpack,” she whispered. “And don’t tell my son.”

“What is this?” I asked, suddenly uneasy.

“Shh.” She glanced toward the garage and pressed a finger to her lips. “Just trust me. I’ll keep him busy as long as I can.”

Before I could ask another question, she turned and walked away, her voice instantly shifting into cheerful warmth as she greeted Benjamin outside.

I stood frozen, the envelope trembling in my hands.