12/21/2025
“Get out of my house!” my mother-in-law screamed, forgetting entirely that the apartment had been a gift from my parents. What I did next would make both her and her son regret every word.
“Get out!” Marta shouted again, knocking my favorite vase off the table. It hit the floor and shattered.
“I told you to leave!”
I stood frozen in the kitchen, a cup of coffee still in my hand. The hot liquid spilled over my fingers, but I barely noticed. The shock was stronger than the pain.
“Marta, do you even hear yourself?” I asked, my voice shaking despite my effort to stay calm. “This apartment belongs to me.”
“To you?” she laughed harshly, almost hysterical. “If it weren’t for my son Thomas, you’d still be living in some moldy rental! He paid for everything—not you, you useless freeloader!”
I set the cup down slowly, trying to steady myself.
“Thomas?” I said quietly. “In three years of marriage, he hasn’t contributed a single cent. My parents bought this apartment before the wedding. I can show you the documents if you want.”
Her face flushed deep red.
“You’re lying!” she yelled. “Thomas told me he bought it! That it’s his place—and you’re just staying here! Pack your things before I call the police!”
That was the breaking point. I finally understood: my husband had been lying for years, and I had been unknowingly playing a role in his fantasy.
Thomas wouldn’t be home for another hour. I chose not to argue further. Let her cling to the illusion a little longer.
I left the kitchen quietly, locked myself in the bedroom, and called him.
“Hi,” I said evenly. “Your mother just broke a vase and is kicking me out. She says the apartment is yours. Care to explain?”
There was a long, uncomfortable silence.
“Sophie… you know how she is,” he muttered. “I didn’t want to upset her. I told her we bought it together… that I was the main provider.”
“Feeling better now?” I asked tightly. “She’s throwing me out of my own home. Thomas, you lied to her for three years?”
“Don’t make it sound so dramatic,” he replied. “I just stretched the truth a little. I’m on my way. Let’s talk when I get there. Just hold on for an hour…” Full story in 1st comment 👇