My Parents Doubled My Rent So My Unemployed Sister Could Move In, So I Moved Out and Took Everything

“Moving in,” she repeated.

And then she stepped forward.

She didn’t wait for an invitation. She didn’t pause to see if I would object. She simply brushed past me, dragging one suitcase across the floor as if the apartment already belonged to her.

The wheels clattered across the wooden floorboards I had cleaned the night before.

I stood frozen in the doorway for a second, still holding the handle.