The next step was clear: to meet with a lawyer. I scheduled an appointment for later that week, determined to arm myself with knowledge. As I arrived at the law office, I noticed the plaque by the door: “Smith & Associates, Family Law.” A small detail, but it felt significant, grounding me in the reality of my situation.
The lawyer, a sharp-eyed woman in her forties, listened intently as I explained my predicament. “These accounts, do you have access to them?” she asked, taking notes on a yellow legal pad.
“No,” I admitted, feeling the weight of those words. “I didn’t even know they existed until recently.”
She nodded, her pen paused mid-sentence. “We can look into this further. It’s important to understand your financial position fully.” Her words were both comforting and daunting, a reminder of the complexity ahead.
As I left the office, I felt a sense of resolve. The path forward was still murky, but I was no longer navigating it alone. And while the answers I sought were still out of reach, the process of uncovering them had begun.
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