
My Sister Stole the Inheritance My Father Left Me to Pay for Her Lavish Wedding – But I Came with a ‘Gift’ She Didn’t Expect
When my father, Richard, passed away last year, my whole world fell apart. I was twenty-eight, but grief made me feel like a child again. Losing him was like someone ripped the ground from under me, and suddenly even breathing felt harder. He wasn’t just a dad to me. He was my anchor, my safe place. He was my best friend, my teacher, the one who always believed in me. He wasn’t the type of man who bought flashy gifts. Instead, he showed love in small, thoughtful ways. Every birthday,