An Ambulance Took My Mother to the Hospital—When I Returned for Her Medical Folder, I Found My Mother-in-Law Moving Into Her Apartment

I looked at my mother’s clothes.

Then at Ophelia’s suitcases.

Then at the keyring in her hand.

“Before you leave, I want to show you something.”

She laughed.

“I’m not leaving.”

I pulled out my phone.

Opened Chayo’s message.