At my sister’s engagement party, I was eight months pregnant. My mother held up my BMW keys and announced: “OUR GIFT TO THE REAL BRIDE.” My sister’s fiancee laughed: “YOU CAN UBER TO YOUR CHECKUPS.”

family policy, and tracked. Touching it without permission is unauthorized possession. Taking it after being told no is theft.”

Chloe’s smile faltered.

Mom recovered first. “This is a family matter.”

“No,” Ethan said. “It became a legal matter when you put your hands on her.”

A murmur spread through the room.

My father remained at the head table, silent as always, pretending his wineglass deserved his complete attention.

Blake stood and tossed my keys to Chloe. “Ignore him. Let’s go take your new car for a spin.”

My stomach tightened