My life had taken a turn for the worse. Faced with an eviction notice from my cramped apartment, I was struggling to find a way out when a letter arrived from a lawyer. It was an invitation to the reading of Edward Morrison’s will. I’d never heard of Edward Morrison, but the promise of a meeting with a lawyer was enough to pique my curiosity. Little did I know, this meeting would alter the course of my life dramatically.
When I arrived at the grand mansion, I was overwhelmed by its size and opulence. I was soon greeted by James, Edward’s son. He was visibly uncomfortable with my presence, casting me skeptical glances as we waited for the lawyer. As the reading commenced, the lawyer revealed a surprising twist: Edward had left his entire estate to both James and me, with one unusual condition. We had to live together in the mansion for one year. If either of us left before the year was up, we would forfeit our share of the inheritance.
The idea of sharing a house with a stranger was daunting, and James didn’t make it any easier. From the moment we started living together, he tried to scare me off with petty pranks and cold shoulders. Despite his efforts, I was determined to make this work, if only to avoid losing the estate.
