I Kicked Out My DIL and Grandkids After My Son’s D3ath, My House Is Not a Free Hotel

I Kicked Out My DIL and Grandkids After My Son’s D3ath, My House Is Not a Free Hotel

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When Amanda got pregnant with Ethan, she and Daniel were renting a cramped one-bedroom.

Daniel was finishing his master’s degree in engineering and working part-time. Amanda was working at a diner while pregnant, worn out, and struggling.

They couldn’t afford the rent, so as a caring mother, I let them move in with me.

My house. My rules.

I told them, “This is only temporary, until you get on your feet.”

That was seven years ago.

Amanda never worked again. Daniel eventually started earning decent money, but instead of moving out, they stayed and got comfortable.

They never paid me a cent or even gave me a thank-you card.

I raised Daniel to be driven and respectful — but he turned into a meek, passive man, following Amanda around like a lovesick puppy.

To be honest, I never trusted her. Not from day one.

Her background was completely different. No father.

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