My Mother, Brother, and SIL Made My Life Hell After Moving Into My House—I Endured Them for Months Until I Finally Put Them in Their Place

“What did you just say?” she asked sharply.

“I said this isn’t your house. You should have asked me first.”

Tyler laughed, while Gwen smirked beside him. “Don’t be dramatic, Katie. This is the family home. We’re family.”

“You should be happy to have us here,” Gwen added, already heading toward the stairs. “Which guest room is ours?”

I stood frozen as they carried their bags past me.
“We’ll take the blue room,” Mom called up after them. “It gets the best morning light.”