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

beginning, she behaved as though the house belonged to her.

That night, she criticized the food, complained about the music, and finally lost her temper when I asked her not to smoke beside the back door.

“If you don’t like my rules, get out!” she shouted, pointing toward the front hallway.

I looked at Jason.

I waited for him to say something.

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