The pages were still warm when I placed them inside a folder and drove home. Fiona was waiting in the kitchen, arms crossed, clearly expecting an apology. Instead, I set the folder on the table. \u201cThis is the new arrangement,\u201d I said. She laughed at first, until she realized I wasn’t asking for permission. \u201cYou\u2019ve had my house, my time, and my money for three months. That ends tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n
Fiona\u2019s face hardened. \u201cMom and Dad are going to be furious.\u201d \u201cThey can be,\u201d I replied. \u201cBut they don’t own this house.\u201d She called them immediately, expecting them to pressure me into backing down. This time, I answered every accusation with the same sentence: \u201cI\u2019m not abandoning my sister. I\u2019m refusing to be her unpaid parent.\u201d Then I showed them the bank statement and the schedule I had documented.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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