“Mom, do something. She can’t do this. We already told everyone we’re moving in.”
My mother’s face turned red with rage. She stepped closer and pointed a finger at me.
“You ungrateful… After everything we’ve done for you, we raised you. We supported you. And this is how you repay us? By stealing from your own family?”
I looked at her without flinching.
“You threw me out with a 6-week-old baby in the middle of the night. You told me to leave my own house, and now you’re calling me ungrateful.”
I took a deep breath and continued.
“I have all the legal documents. The trust is valid. If you try to force your way in or cause any trouble, I will call the police and have you removed. This is my property. You are not welcome here.”
My mother’s hands were shaking with anger.
“You’ll regret this, Sophia. We’ll fight you in court. We’ll take everything from you.”
I smiled faintly.
“Go ahead, Mom. Try it. But I have the original purchase documents, bank statements, and the trust papers. You have nothing.”
My sister started crying dramatically.
“This is so unfair. We have nowhere to go now.”
I looked at her and said, “You should have thought about that before supporting mom when she threw me and Lily out.”
I walked to the front door and opened it.