After I paid off my condo, my sister-in-law announced it's a family asset. Now we're moving in. Find another place. I simply smiled, whispered something, and walked away. Seconds later she screamed. No way. That's not fair. Chuckling, I replied, oh, fairness wasn't your concern before, was it? I couldn't recall a time in my life when I had laughed this hard.
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But this wasn't the kind of laugh that follows a clever joke or a witty remark. No, this was the uncontrollable kind, the one that bubbles up when you hear something so outrageously absurd that your brain refuses to accept it. My sister-in-law, Naomi, stood before me. Arms crossed exuding confidence. She was serious.
Dead serious. We've already decided. She declared. This house is too big for one person. Adam and I need it more than you. I awaited for the punchline. It never came. She truly believed she could take my home. Let me give you some context. I grew up in Chicago in a working class family where nothing was handed to us.
My parents worked hard, but money was always tied. If I wanted something, I had to earn it. So that's exactly what I did. I worked all through high school, through college, and through my twenties, saving every send I could. I watched friends go on vacations, buy nice cars, eat out whenever they wanted.
Meanwhile, I was living on ramen and side hustles, all for one goal to own my own home. And after years of working my ass off, I finally did it. I bought a modest two bedroom condo in a decent neighborhood. It wasn't fancy, but it was mine. Every month I poured money into my mortgage instead of wasting it on things I didn't need.
After years of sacrifice, I made the final payment. I owned it outright, no mortgage, no debt, just me, my home, and my peace of mind. Then Naomi decided she had a right to it. Naomi married my younger brother Adam five years ago, and from the moment she joined the family, she acted like she was above the rest of us.
She came from money, not rich, but comfortable, and she never let anyone forget it. She had opinions about everything. The way we dressed, the places we ate, the cheap gifts we gave for Christmas, but the thing she looked down on the most, my condo, it's so small, she had said the first time she visited wrinkling her nose, I could never live somewhere like this.
Well, fast forward a few years and suddenly she wanted it. The day she showed up at my door, I should have known something was off. She never visited me alone. She usually avoided spending time with me unless she had to, but that day she waltzed in, like she owned the place looking around like she was inspecting something.
Then she turned to me and said, so we've made a decision. I didn't know what she was talking about, but something about the way she said it put me on edge. She crossed her arms and gave me this condescending smile like she was explaining something to a child. This condo, she said, slowly is a family asset note.
I just stared a what? A family asset, she repeated as if saying it twice would make it make sense. You've had it for years and now that it's paid off, it belongs to the family. I blinked. No, it belongs to me. I bought it. I paid for it. She waved a hand like that was a minor detail. Sure, but you don't need all this space.
It makes more sense for us to live here. Adam and I have a child. You don't. I laughed out loud. It wasn't even intentional. It just came out. She frowned. What's so funny you? I said, still chuckling. You actually think you can just What claim my home? It's not about claiming anything she said, rolling her eyes.
It's about what's fair. We have a family. We need the space you can find somewhere else to live. I stared at her trying to understand if this was some kind of prank, but her expression was serious. You're insane. I said finally she huffed. Adam and I talked to mom and dad and they agree this is what's best for the family.
And there it was. My parents always favored Adam. He was the golden child, the one who could do no wrong. Meanwhile, I was always expected to be the responsible one. The understanding one, when we were kids, if Adam broke something, it was my fault for not watching him. If he failed a test, it was because I didn't help him study, and if I ever dared to complain, I was being selfish.
So it didn't even surprise me that my parents were backing this insanity, but that didn't mean I was going to roll over and take it. I stepped closer to Naomi, dropped my voice to a whisper and said something that made her face drain of all color. She recoiled like I had slapped her. Then a second later....,
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