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My mother-in-law blocked the entrance to my new apartment and screamed that her son had bought it for her, ordering me to leave.

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She told me to preserve originals, write a timeline, send everything by email, and not let Blake inside.

Then I called him.

He answered on the second ring, already irritated.

“Did my mother calm down yet?”

I almost admired the confidence.

“No,” I said. “But security did.”

Silence.

“What does that mean?”

“It means your mother is no longer in my apartment. continue reading …

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