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

That night, as the laughter and music faded, Sarah and I lay in bed reflecting on the day. 'We’re so lucky,' she whispered, her voice full of gratitude. I nodded, feeling the weight of exhaustion and contentment. The bed felt like a haven, the walls around us a promise of peace. As we drifted off, I closed my eyes, convinced that this house was a tangible manifestation of our bright future.