“You can’t do that,” I said, my voice trembling. “It’s illegal. This is our home.”
“Sue me,” Margaret replied with a cold smile. “Oh wait, you can’t afford that, can you? Not without my son’s money.”
She stepped back and began to close the door. “I changed the locks, as you noticed. Don’t come back.”
The door closed behind me. Behind me, Emma’s cries grew louder.
