No.
No.
No.
They were guests.
Unwanted guests.
And guests, if handled properly, could be legally removed.
Dana explained the safest route to take. Since they had already been there for five days and were openly demanding indefinite residency, we needed to avoid anything that might escalate into a dispute over tenant rights. We would serve them a formal notice of immediate eviction. If they refused, we would request an emergency hearing for trespassing. If Marjorie intensified her pressure, we could seek a temporary protective order.
No arguments.
Documentation only.
So I documented everything.
Dates. Times. Specific incidents.
“He gave away his assets.”
“He entered the bedroom without consent.”
“He was wearing personal clothing.”
“He declared his stay indefinite.”
“Her husband refused the procedure.”
I downloaded the footage from my home security system: Marjorie tidying up the cabinets, opening my closet, leaving post-it notes as if she were the owner.
Then I looked at the renovation payments.
Every piece of furniture, every slab of quartz, every chandelier, all paid for from my personal account.
Ethan had promised to “catch up.”
He never did.
It wasn't just that he didn't want to face his mother.
He was comfortable letting me finance the life she claimed.
Around noon, Ethan called.
“Where are you?” he asked.
“I'm safe,” I said in a calm voice.
“You can't just disappear. Mom and Dad are here.”
In the background, Marjorie's voice rang out clearly. "Tell her to stop being so dramatic."
I kept my voice calm. “Who told them they could stay indefinitely?”
Silence.
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