My late father left me a house, but the woman who lived there revealed a secret that changed everything – story of the day

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“Let’s begin,” he said, leafing through a stack of documents.

I barely listened as he read the will. My mind wandered, and I thought back to the moments I’d shared with my father. He always told me everything, I thought.

Suddenly, my train of thought was interrupted by the notary’s voice. “A house.”

“What?!” I looked up. “Excuse me, did you say a house?”

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For illustration purposes only | Bron: Mid-journey

“Yes,” the answer is that there is a document in my toe schoof. “Not your current home, but another house that your father owned.”

I stood at the paper and the words trembled.

“Another house? He never spoke about it. How could he hide something like that?”

My hands trembled as I picked up the documents. The address was unfamiliar.

Why hadn’t he told me anything? Was this his way of making amends?

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One thing was clear. I had to see this house. It was the only way to find out the truth.

***

The next day, Friday, I decided to confront the unknown. I took the day off and drove along a winding road, flanked by trees with golden leaves. They stood upright and silent, as if witnesses to something I didn’t yet understand. could.

When I finally arrived, I trembled at the sight of the house. It looked old, but not neglected. The large windows caught the light, and the freshly painted porch contrasted with the moss-covered roof, giving the whole place an almost bookish charm.

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For illustration purposes only | Source: Midjourney

Nevertheless, a feeling of unease grew in my chest.

“This is it,” I whispered to myself, holding the key the notary had given me.

The key didn’t work. I frowned and tried again. The lock had been changed. I bit my lip and took a step forward to look through the window, hoping for a better view inside.

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