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

The way she said my grandma’s name, with that cold, careless undertone, made something deep inside me crack wide open.

I kept my voice calm.

“We don’t refund half-eaten cakes. If there were problems, you should’ve called before serving. This has clearly been enjoyed.”

Kayla scoffed.

“Stop gaslighting me. Just give me the refund. I have 14,000 followers.

If I post a review, it will matter.”

Grandma exhaled. “It was a gift. I charged you for the ingredients only.”

Kayla smirked.

“A gift I regret accepting.” She slammed the box shut. “You have until five to send the money. Or I’m posting.”

She turned and left.

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