Her eyes widened as she realized the truth: she had given the house back to me. The deed cleared the mortgage, transferred ownership to me, and demanded she vacate within thirty days. The room went silent. She fainted on the spot.
Thirty days later, the sheriff escorted her out. I sold the house immediately, paid off the mortgage, and took Rhett’s family on the trip he always wanted us to take—honoring his memory far from Kim’s toxicity.
Kim? She’s now abandoned, bouncing between couches, a lifetime of manipulation finally catching up with her.
I walked away with my home, my peace, and every memory of the man I loved.