One day before my brother’s wedding, he demanded my penthouse and told me to move into a rental home. – Welcome

me family shouldn’t need permission.”

He stayed silent.

“When she got rid of Dad’s reading chair because she thought it looked old, you told me furniture wasn’t worth fighting over.”

“We replaced the chair.”

Claire stared at him.

“You bought another chair. You didn’t replace the chair my father sat in every morning for twenty years.”

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