My sister and brother received my father’s business and possessions according to his will, but I was left only his dog. I believed my father was punishing me until the day I took the dog to the veterinarian 
My sister, brother, and I went to the notary’s office to open the will following my father’s passing. I sat there, clenching my fingers until my knuckles were white. I always thought my father would split things equally because he had been fair yet severe. However, it seemed as though the earth vanished beneath my feet when the notary opened the document and started reading.
My younger sister and my brother received the business, the house, the accounts, and all of the property. And I… the only thing my father left me was “his devoted dog and the request to take care of him.” At first, I didn’t get it. A canine? Just a dog? My father was fully aware that I had never been able to get over my fear of dogs since I was a young child.
In a haze, I walked out of the notary’s office. I kept thinking the same thing: “Why? What was it I did? Did I act badly as a daughter? Did he not love me? Too peaceful, too content, my brother and sister continued to look at each other.
Months went by. Despite my discomfort, I took care of my father’s dog, fulfilling his final desire.
The dog seemed to understand everything I was going through since he was unusually quiet, submissive, and friendly. However, I was unable to adore him. until everything changed one day.
The dog was resting on the table during a standard examination at the veterinarian’s office when the doctor abruptly scowled and motioned for me to approach. I finally understood why my father had left me this dog after seeing what I saw
“There’s something here,” the veterinarian said, lightly lifting the collar after touching it. It appears to be a flash drive or an integrated circuit.
I went cold. My father always referred to the dog’s collar as “special” and had never removed it. After taking out the small gadget, the doctor gave it to me.
My father’s face showed up on the screen when I connected the flash drive into my laptop after I arrived home. His voice was firm even though he was pale and exhausted as he sat in his office.
“My daughter… I am no longer alive if you are viewing this video. But know that you have always been the object of my greatest love. You shouldn’t trust what you saw in the will. I was forced to leave you, not because I wanted to. I was threatened by your sister and brother. They compelled me to transfer everything to them after forcing me to sign forms that rendered me helpless. I was aware that your life would be in jeopardy if I left you anything. However, my faithful friend will tell you the truth. He will save your life if you look after him. Show that they are guilty. And exercise caution. Your sister and brother can do anything.
I shuddered as I sat in front of the TV, feeling as though reality had broken in two. My father’s only means of protecting me turned out to be what I believed to be a punishment.
I went immediately to the police the following day after taking the flash drive, the documents, and the collar.
