My Parents Took Our Maldives Honeymoon at My Wedding and Gave It to My Sister—They Had No Idea Why the Tickets Could Never Be Hers

She was escorted back to her car.

That sentence stayed with me.

Not because it was clever.

Because it was the first time I understood the argument was not actually about money.

It was about ownership.

My parents believed family entitled them to access.

My time.

Money.