After years of saving, my husband and I moved into our new home, and my pregnancy added joy. But my sister-in-law’s claim that I didn’t “deserve” it tested me—until my husband’s fierce loyalty mended our bond.
I’m Anna, and standing at our new doorstep, I felt triumph. Three years of budgeting from my husband Tom’s IT salary and my writing income bought this haven. Sunlight danced through the windows, and the basement’s little kitchen sparked dreams. Tears fell as I traced the wood. “Really ours?” I asked. Tom embraced me. “Yes, Anna—perfect for our baby.”
It wasn’t grand, but it was ours, especially at six weeks pregnant. “Your parents will love it,” I said. “What about Laura?” Tom’s sister, a single mom in her 30s, had always cast a critical eye, her quiet barbs lingering. “She’ll come around,” I hoped, doubtful.
The housewarming hummed. Tom’s parents, Sue and Mike, arrived with warmth. “Stunning!” Sue cheered, hugging me. Laura showed up late with her 13-year-old, Noah, who smiled, “Aunt Anna, yours?” I ruffled his hair—he’d stayed with us summers, and I adored him. Laura scanned silently, her look sharp.
I showed her the basement, its cozy setup. “You and Noah can use this!” I grinned. She stopped. “OUR space?” she snapped. “Yes, mine and Tom’s,” I said. She laughed bitterly. “You deserve this? Tom funds it—you’re just here.” My face heated. “I contribute,” I said.
“Three years? I’ve been family for 34,” she said, stepping close. “His plans, his calls—mine until you took over.” I whispered, “I’m his wife.” “Wife?” she sneered. “You’re lucky.” Speechless, I trembled until Tom’s voice cut in, “She’s my heart, not luck!” At the stairs, he stood firm. “Hurt her again, you’re out.”
Laura whitened. “I’m shielding him!” she cried. “From what—love?” Tom shot back. Sue, Mike, and Noah joined, concerned. “Laura, what’s this?” Mike asked. She called it a “misstep,” but I said, “She denied my place.” Sue held my hand, “You’re family.” Laura left with Noah, who apologized. Her text evaded fault, but Tom promised, “You’re my home.” We’re stronger—share this to guide love!
