He stood in the kitchen, towering over me like he owned everything in our lives, including me. His words cut deep: “Let my parents move in, or I’ll have your name taken off the deed.” I had sacrificed so much for that house, my savings, my time, my peace. And in return, I was treated like a live-in maid by his family and like an afterthought by him. But I didn’t argue. I didn’t cry. I just smiled, waited for him to leave the next morning… and made a decision he never saw coming. What the sign in the yard said would leave him absolutely stunned…
Camila leaned on the cold kitchen counter, her head full of Stephen’s harsh words. How could someone she once loved become so cruel, she wondered. Memories of their early days together felt like a distant past, overshadowed by her present reality. As she stared blankly, her mind raced to figure out what her next move should be. Could she really stand against him? The stakes were high, and she couldn’t afford to make a wrong choice.