At my brother’s wedding, his fiancée embarrassed me in front of 150 guests because I wouldn’t hand over my house. My parents and relatives sided with her, calling me selfish. I stayed silent and left with my head held high. But the next day… everything started falling apart. It all began six months earlier at a family dinner. Amanda, my brother’s fiancée, leaned close, smiling sweetly. “Sabrina, honey,” she said. “You’re alone in that big house, and we’re starting a family… it makes sense for us