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Right before my husband Richard died, he wrote a will and left everything to his first love. He grabbed my hand and said with fake guilt in his voice, "Victoria, I've wronged you in this life. Maybe I can make it up to you in the next one." My son, Andrew, chimed in as well. "Mom, I know Dad left all the family assets to Susan, but you've been playing the role of his wife for so many years. That should be enough, right?" I looked at these two men with their matching faces, and I just pulled my hand away coldly. Then I said to Richard in a flat voice, "No need to wait for the next life. In this one, I'm not giving you the chance to wrong me at all."