Eric, having moved out at a young age to pursue his studies, eventually met Madison. After marrying, they sought to rent their own place, desiring independence from their families. Despite Eric’s mother, Barbara, inheriting a spacious downtown apartment, the couple received no assistance from their parents. When financial hardships struck, they found themselves abandoned in their time of need.
“Karen, please, let’s not go through this again!” George pleaded. They had agreed on a simple wedding and a quiet dinner with their parents, but Karen’s mother, Kimberly, had other plans, especially for Stephanie, George’s fiancée. Little did Kimberly know, the house she so eagerly wanted Stephanie out of held a secret that would leave her stunned.
My first marriage to William was far from perfect. We shared a cozy three-bedroom house that I inherited from my grandmother, but our union ended in divorce. Our child stayed with me. The real trouble began when my mother-in-law decided to move in with us. Six months after her arrival, William and I filed for divorce. The situation took a turn for the worse when my second husband, Colton’s daughter, Ariana, moved in with us.
My mother, Nancy, passed away when I was just nine years old, leaving behind a seemingly perfect family. I grew up idolizing my parents’ marriage, hoping to one day have a relationship as strong as theirs. However, an incurable illness took my mother away, leaving me with my father, Robert. I believed that he would always be there for me, but reality had other plans.
