My Mother-in-Law Claimed My Bathroom for Her Spa Day — So I Taught Her a Lesson She’d Never Forget**
When My Sanctuary Became Her Spa At first, I thought I was imagining it. My candles kept vanishing. The face towels were always mysteriously damp. Soft music hummed faintly from behind the bathroom door every night. I blamed my husband — maybe he’d taken a sudden interest in skincare and ambiance. But then, I caught …