When I was ten, I lost my parents in a tragic accident. With no relatives to take me in, a church couple, David and Margaret, stepped forward. They promised to give me a home, but soon I realized they were more interested in my inheritance than in me.At home, I lived on hand-me-downs while their daughter, Elise, enjoyed new clothes, trips, and even a car at sixteen.
They Called It a Blessing, but I Knew the Truth — And Gave Them What They Deserved
