My Mom Kicked Me Out At 16 Then Demanded My C0ndo For My Sister…

I hadn’t seen her face-to-face in almost four years.

“Is something wrong?”

“Just open the door, Lena.”

That should have told me everything.

Still, emergencies do strange things to your judgment. I hit the unlock button.

Less than two minutes later, I heard the elevator doors open down the hall.

When I opened my condo door, my mother walked straight past me.

No hug.

No “How have you been?”

Not even the awkward little half-smile strangers give each other in elevators.