My Mother-In-Law Gifted Us A House For Our Wedding. A Week After Moving In, I Demanded We Return It or End Our Marriage

Over breakfast the next morning, I noticed Sarah seemed distracted, her eyes flicking to the ceiling. 'Pancakes okay?' I asked, breaking her focus. 'Oh, yeah, they're great,' she replied quickly, trying to smile. 'What’s up there?' I teased, gesturing to her line of sight. Sarah hesitated, biting her lip. 'Just something I noticed,' she said, her voice carrying a hint of concern. But before I could probe further, she changed the subject.