The Price Of Being The Selfless Daughter

Synopsis

"Wendy, we sold your matrimonial home," my mom said on the phone calmly, like she was chatting about the price of groceries at the market. I froze for a few seconds. "You sold it?" "Janet is going abroad for school, and it's going to cost 150 grand. We were a bit short, so your dad and I talked it over and sold that place. It just about covered everything," Mom explained. That place was the matrimonial home that Ethan Reed and I were supposed to move into. My parents bought it two years ago, saying it was for my wedding. My name was on the deed, and I'd even gone to check it out three times. It was 890 square feet, facing south, with big windows and plenty of sunlight. "Mom, I'm getting married next month," I said. "Just postpone the wedding for a bit. Janet's situation is urgent," Mom said, sounding a little impatient. "Once Janet succeeds, she'll have your back. We're all family." I stood by the window of my studio, clutching my phone. It was raining outside. "Alright," I said. "Got it." Then I hung up.