I unzipped it.
Inside was a folder.
My name was written across the front.
My pulse quickened.
“What is this?”
“Open it.”
I slowly lifted the cover.
The first page nearly made me stop breathing.
It was a bank statement.
Balance: $38,462.
I stared at the number.
Then at her.
Then back at the number.
“What is this?”
“Your future.”
I shook my head.