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

It was the perfect wedding gift—a beautiful house, fully paid for. My MIL beamed as she handed us the keys. I thought she was being generous. I was so wrong. A week after moving in, strange things started happening. Then, one night, I discovered the truth. My stomach dropped. My hands shook.

The next morning, I gave my husband an ultimatum: We return the house, or this marriage is over...

Sarah and I spent the first few days arranging furniture and organizing our things, always bumping into each other and laughing at minor mishaps. Each room echoed with the promise of new memories. It was a whirlwind, but the excitement of our future distracted us. The house, generously given by my MIL, felt like a dream. We couldn’t believe it was ours. Or at least, that’s what we thought at the time.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, we welcomed our closest friends and neighbors for a housewarming party. Laughter filled the rooms as we shared stories and showed off the charming little details of our new home. Glasses clinked, and the warmth of companionship filled the air. Everyone seemed genuinely happy for us, caught in the celebration of new beginnings. The night was vibrant, and for a moment, everything felt perfect.

During the party, my best friend Mark raised an eyebrow, pointing up. 'Hey, you got a lot of smoke detectors here,' he chuckled, nudging me playfully. I glanced around, realizing for the first time just how many there were. Every room had at least two. I laughed it off, chalking it up to my MIL’s meticulous nature. However, Mark's comment lingered in the back of my mind, a small itch I chose to ignore.