They wanted me to sign over the title to a downtown condo.

It was a property I had bought entirely on my own, before I ever married Vance, with money I had earned — the one thing I owned that was cleanly, indisputably mine.

They wanted me to give it to Rebecca, as a family gift, for the baby.

“No,” I said.

My mother’s face went hard and cold.

“You’re so selfish, Valerie,” she said.