When I remarried, I expected adjustments, but I never imagined my new wife, Gaby, would want to use my late wife Edith’s savings. That money was meant

for our daughters — Edith’s legacy.One evening, Gaby gently raised it. “Charlie, we need to talk about the girls’ trust fund. My daughters deserve the same opportunities.”

I stayed calm but firm. “We’ll create a fund for them too, but it must come from our joint income. Edith’s savings are not to be touched.”

The next day, I made a deliberate call to my financial advisor, ensuring Gaby overheard: “Yes, I’d like to set up a new account for my

stepdaughters. Contributions will come from our income.” Her shocked expression confirmed she realized Edith’s money was protected.

Tension lingered. Gaby tried again, but I repeated, “This isn’t about choosing sides. It’s about respect — for Edith’s wishes and for all our children.”

Over time, she accepted my stance. Months later, as we watched all the girls playing together, she whispered, “They look happy.”

“They do,” I replied, relieved. I had safeguarded my daughters’ future and honored their mother’s memory.