My name’s Delaney. I’m 45, married, and exhausted — not from work or kids, but from carrying a man who keeps falling and a life that keeps fraying. Then my mother-in-law, Gloria, died… and left me everything: her house, her fortune, her secrets.But the will came with one catch — I had to stay married to Caleb and live for 90 days under the same roof with his sister, Tessa, the woman who hated me most.

Caleb was furious. Tessa was worse. But I agreed. For the kids. For the chance to build something better. And maybe — to finally find out why Gloria picked me.Living together was hell. Caleb drank. Tessa sabotaged. Anonymous complaints started showing up at my job. Then one day, I found their plan — scribbled notes to paint me as manipulative, even abusive. They wanted to take it all back.

That’s when I played Gloria’s final card: a flash drive she hid in the envelope. Her voice filled the living room.She knew everything — the affair, the manipulation, the lies. She saw me. And she saw them. And this was her last move: not to punish, but to push us to become better. Together.Gloria didn’t just leave us a house. She left us a test. And we’re finally learning how to pass it.Because sometimes, the strongest legacy isn’t what you’re given — it’s what you survive.