My Stepsister Demanded a Custom Cake from My Grandma – Then Tried to Return It Half-Eaten for a Refund

While Grandma measured flour for a fresh batch of scones, her personal version of stress relief, I opened Instagram and started digging.

Kayla’s story was still live.

There were clips of the cake glowing under fairy lights, Kayla grinning as she sliced into it. One caption read, “LOOK HOW GORGEOUS.” Another said, “Salted caramel is LIFE.” I screen-recorded every second.

Then I checked the venue’s tagged posts. Her friend Jenna had uploaded a boomerang of Kayla feeding cake to her boyfriend, both of them laughing.

One comment read, “Best cake ever.” Another asked where it came from. Jenna had replied, “Her grandma’s bakery—soooo good!” I took screenshots of both the comments.

Next, I printed our refund policy. It’s posted right by the register in soft pink script: All sales are final once the cake leaves our care.

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