They were still resistant, but they didn’t have a better argument.
I stood.
“I’ll start calling real estate agents.”
No one stopped me.
And for the first time, I felt like part of the family.
I barely slept that night.
My mind kept replaying everything from the meeting—especially the look on my mother’s face when she defended me. That stayed with me the most.
By 8 a.m. the next morning, I had already made coffee and opened my laptop.
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