“This house belongs to us now—get out!” Mom sneered, as her eyes glinted with malice.

I felt the familiar sting of rejection and betrayal but remained silent. I knew something they didn’t, and I was about to witness a revelation that would change everything.

Later that afternoon, the family gathered in the notary’s office. Mom and Emma wore expressions of entitlement, already picturing their life in the house they believed was theirs. As the notary read the will, their faces transformed from anticipation to horror.