I remained calm.
“I sold my property.”
“You can’t do that!”
“Why not?”
“That’s our house!”
“No,” I said quietly. “It was my house.”
Silence.
“You gave it to us.”
“I let you live there.”
“For six years!”
“Yes.”
“You can’t just throw your own parents out!”
“I didn’t throw you out.”
“You sold the house!”
“Correct.”
“Where are we supposed to go?”
I leaned back in my chair.
“I don’t know.”
“You’re unbelievable.”
“No, Madison. I’m finally listening.”
She began crying.
“You’re ruining my wedding.”
I closed my eyes.
