They Dumped Me in a Nursing Home—So I Rose Up and Outsmarted Them All

“If anything ever happens… you won’t leave me, okay?”

“Mom, come on. Of course not. You’re my mom. I’ll talk to Amber.”

Somewhere deep inside, a flicker of doubt stirred—about Amber. I pushed it aside. We signed the papers within a week. I thought we’d grow close again. That we’d become a family under one roof. And then Thomas left for an extended business trip… and life became unbearable.

I remember exactly what Thomas said before he left: “Mom, please don’t argue with Amber. She’s a bit tired. Just like you. Try to find common ground.”

The first two days, we managed to keep things civil. I baked small pies. Even offered to make broth for the baby.

“No-no,” Amber wrinkled her nose.

“We’re on a gluten-free diet. And the baby’s eating intuitively.”

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