My father remarried after my mom died when I was 11. My stepmom did everything she could to give me a happy life. After my father’s death, she stayed by my side and refused to leave me at the orphanage despite her family’s demands.
But I waited until my 18th birthday to drop a bombshell she didn’t expect.
Me: I want you to pack your things in the next hour. You’re leaving this house.
At first, she thought I was joking, but as I said it again, her eyes filled with tears.
Stepmom: But why, dear? I thought we were a family…
Me: I’ve been planning this since the day Dad died.
MY PLAN IS IN THE COMMENTS BELOW. ⬇️
