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

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Mom smiled as if she were explaining something obvious to a child.

“You’re single, Claire. You don’t need four bedrooms.”

“I’m pregnant.”

“You can rent somewhere in Queens,” Dad said. “Temporarily.”

Ethan pushed a folder across the table.

I opened it and found a deed-transfer form inside.

“You already had paperwork prepared?”

He grinned.

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