The next morning, Luna stood before the imposing marble facade of First National Bank, clutching the power of attorney documents that would unlock twenty years of buried secrets. Helena walked beside her, both women silent as they climbed the steps into the building.

"Are you ready for this?" Luna asked as they approached the safety deposit box area.

Helena nodded, though her hands trembled slightly. "I need to know the truth about my father. All of it."

The bank employee, ...