The lawyer turned to me.

“Peanut.”

Silence.

My father barked a laugh. “What?”

The lawyer didn’t even blink.

“Your mother left everything to Peanut—her house, her savings, all assets. Everything now belongs to Peanut.”

The air in the room shifted. My father stiffened.

I could hear his breath hitch.

“That’s insane!” he snapped, voice sharp with disbelief. “A dog can’t own anything!”

“Correct,” the lawyer nodded. “Which is why her legal guardian has full control over the estate.” He closed the folder, finally meeting my eyes.

Realization hit like a bolt of lightning.

I was Peanut’s guardian.

Which meant… everything was mine.

My father’s face twisted with fury.

And for the first time in a long time, I smiled.

My father went pale, then red.

His fists clenched on the table. I had never seen him emotional about anything—until now.

“This is a joke. A goddamn joke!” he spat.

The lawyer didn’t even blink.

He simply slid the paperwork across the desk. “Legally binding. Your wife was very clear.

You get nothing.”

I saw my father panic. His jaw tightened, and his breath came faster. His eyes darted between me and the lawyer, hands gripping the chair as if holding on would stop everything from slipping away.

Then, something clicked in his head.

He shot to his feet so fast that the chair screeched against the floor.

“Then I’ll get the dog back.”

I smirked. “Good luck with that.”

He stormed out. I let him go.

By the time he reached the shelter, Peanut was already gone.

Ashley, my mother’s best friend, had been a volunteer there for years.

The moment she saw Peanut on intake, she didn’t hesitate—she took her home. My father had unknowingly handed Mom’s most beloved companion to someone who actually cared.

By the time he arrived, demanding his property, there was nothing left for him to claim.

And by then, I was gone too.

Ashley took me in like I was one of her own. In her home, I wasn’t just surviving—I was safe.

Loved. I had the house, and the money, but most importantly, I had Peanut. She curled up beside me every night, warm and happy, far away from the man who never wanted us.

My father?

He had nothing.

Just like he deserved.

And the last words I ever said to him?

“Mom always knew you’d end up alone.”

Source: amomama