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What followed unraveled quickly. He tried to soften his words, to reframe the conversation as “options” and “helping family.” His mother dismissed my concerns as drama. But when I asked when he intended to tell me, he admitted the house had already been listed.
Then, with unsettling calm, he revealed he had signed my name himself because he knew I would never agree. The room went silent. I didn’t raise my voice.
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