Forced Roommates: When Blood Isn’t Always Thicker Than Walls
My grandma’s dying wish forced me to share my hard-earned apartment with my estranged brother, despite years of bitterness between us. The weeks that followed tested my patience, my sense of home, and my understanding of family loyalty. Only by confronting old wounds and uncomfortable truths did I learn what it really means to let someone in—or shut them out for good.