My Father’s Final Wish
The funeral was supposed to be a solemn event, a proper send-off for my father, a man who had lived with dignity. But then, **Vivian arrived.**
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With **her four kids.**
All of them **dressed in white.**
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While everyone else was mourning in black, they looked like they were heading to **a summer picnic.**
I gritted my teeth and walked up to her. “**Vivian, why are you dressed like this?**”
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She smiled smugly and held up a **paper.**
“**Your father wanted this.** It was his last wish.”
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Something about the way she said it made my stomach turn. But I held back—I wouldn’t cause a scene. **Not today.**
The ceremony started. Vivian sat **front row, right next to me**, acting like the VIP widow. Her kids, all lined up in white, whispered and giggled occasionally, which made me want to **scream.**
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Then, Joe stepped forward.
Joe had been my dad’s **best friend for over thirty years.** He had been by his side through everything. And now, standing there with **an envelope in his hands**, his expression turned cold.
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“**Vivian,**” Joe said, his voice echoing through the room. “**Please stand up.**”
She did—**smirking.**
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Joe cleared his throat. “Your husband left a letter. And before we continue, I think everyone should hear his final words.”
I held my breath. **What was going on?**
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Joe unfolded the letter and began to read.
> “Vivian, if you are hearing this, it means you actually had the audacity to show up.”
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Vivian’s smirk **twitched.**
> “I asked you and your children to wear white for a reason. White, as you love to say, is the color of purity. But today, it’s the color of exposure. Because today, everyone will finally see you for what you really are.”
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Murmurs spread through the room. Vivian’s face turned **pale.**
Joe continued.
> “For years, I watched you drain my accounts, manipulate my kindness, and lie to my face. I knew about the hidden credit cards, the ‘girls’ trips’ that weren’t girls’ trips, and every single thing you took from me while pretending to love me. You and your children **bled me dry.**”
Gasps rippled through the mourners. **I went stiff.**
Joe’s voice was like **a blade.**
> “I was dying, Vivian. And you knew it. But instead of comforting me, you **calculated how much you could take before I was gone.**”
Vivian’s hands **shook.**
> “You see, I made sure to change my will. Not a single cent of mine is going to you or your children. My assets? My house? My money? **All protected.** The real reason I asked you to wear white? Because today, you’ve come dressed as the fools you are.”
Vivian’s jaw **dropped.**
Her kids **looked at her, confused.**
Joe folded the letter and looked straight at her.
“**You took everything from him. But today, you walk away with nothing.**”
The room fell **dead silent.**
Then, **Vivian stormed out**—her kids trailing behind, whispering furiously.
And as the funeral continued, my father—**even in death**—had the **last word.**
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