My SIL Demanded $5,000 a Month or She’d Show My Husband a DNA Test – One Small Detail Ruined Her Life

I tried to be friendly. I’d bake things she liked, ask about her life, and laugh at jokes that weren’t funny.

I thought if I were accommodating enough, she’d see me as family.

But Bri doesn’t see people. She assesses them.

That Tuesday evening, she knocked just after dinner. William was playing with dinosaurs.

Ethan was working late.

I let her in because saying no to family feels impossible.

We sat at the kitchen table. I made tea. She scrolled through her phone while I made polite conversation.

Then she set her phone down with a deliberate click.

“I need to talk to you about something important,” she said.

My stomach tightened.

“Okay.”

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