The Misfortune of Family Ties

Four years after I graduated, my mother, who had never given me a penny in pocket money, showed up at my door.

She wanted me to hand over the house I’d bought with my own savings so my younger brother could get married, as repayment for raising me.

She also wanted me to give her the money I’d saved for my wedding dowry.

What I never expected was that my boyfriend was in on it too. They were trying to squeeze me dry so I could pay off his mortgage.