“I purchased them.”
“You threw her out.”
“That doesn’t transfer ownership.”
Karen rolled her eyes.
I stared at her.
“If Mia doesn’t return everything, I’m reporting it stolen.”
Her expression changed instantly.
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“Watch me.”
Then she smiled.
Cold.
Almost satisfied.
She reached into her purse and pulled out her phone.
“There’s something you should probably see.”
She showed me a family group chat.
One I wasn’t included in.
My name appeared everywhere.
Mia had told our relatives that I screamed at her.
That I threw her out without warning.
That I frightened her.
That she no longer felt safe around me.
Then I saw Dad’s message.
If Thomas wants to act like this, maybe he doesn’t deserve to be part of this family.
My chest tightened.
Karen watched me read it.
Then she said quietly:
“See? This is what happens when you turn your back on family.”
