My Aunt Kicked Me Out of My Childhood Home After My Parents Died – Just as I Left Crying, a Black Limo Pulled Up

He smiled softly. “You’ve grown.”

I blinked, stunned. “What are you doing here?”

Mike pulled out his phone and showed me a screenshot. It was a Facebook post. Dina, smugly posing in front of my house with sunglasses and her ridiculous leopard scarf. The caption read: “New beginnings. Finally taking what was meant for me.”

“Your father would’ve lost it if he saw this,” Mike said. “So I started digging.”

Before I could respond, two police cruisers rolled up behind the limo.