I laughed softly. “Oh, honey. You really should’ve read the fine print.”
Behind him, Chloe sighed, still glued to her phone. “Ugh, this is so embarrassing, Daniel.”
I closed the mail slot and walked away, humming to myself.
I never saw him again.
A month later, I sold the house and moved into a lovely retirement community.
For the first time in years, I spent money on myself—traveling, painting, making friends who truly cared.
And Daniel?
The last I heard, Chloe left him the moment she realized he was homeless.
So yes… I got the last laugh.
And it was absolutely glorious.
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