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For years, I had provided everything — the house my mother lived in, the allowance she spent freely, the bills she never saw, the wedding Jessica bragged about. They had no idea that the comfort they enjoyed existed because of Sarah and me.
The next morning, I began turning off the flow.
Consequences
I froze the shared account I had set up for Jessica and canceled the credit cards in her name. I even decided to sell the small diner I owned — the one where my mother used to work before retiring.
Within days, the phone calls started.
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