My sister threw me out of the house after our father died

When my father died, I thought I had lost everything. My family, my home and, most painfully, my sister Charlotte, who had never really taken care of me. The house that, as long as I could think, had been the center of my life, was no longer a place of security; it became the place that rejected me. With nothing but my few belongings and an old watch that had heard my father, I thought it was over. But I had no idea that my father had foreseen this moment and that there was a secret hidden in his last gift, so powerful that it would change everything – everything I thought I knew, and anyone who thought they could take everything from me.