My mother cried.
Kyle accused me of destroying the family.
The attorney corrected him.
“She prevented this collapse for three years,” he said.
The house was sold two months later.
After the mortgage balance, taxes, and fees were paid, my parents were left with only enough money for the deposit on a modest rental apartment.
Kyle was informed that he could not live with them unless he contributed rent.
Dad later asked me privately whether I could forgive him.
I told him forgiveness might come eventually, but rebuilding trust would require more than an apology.
