She went silent.
Then her voice dropped.
“You are making a terrible mistake.”
“Perhaps. But it won’t be Sofia paying for it anymore.”
I ended the call.
Within minutes, my phone began vibrating with messages.
Patricia accused me of humiliating her.
Teresa said I was destroying the family.
Bianca sent a message claiming Sofia had always hated her and was inventing lies to ruin her life.
I saved every message.
I did not answer.
For the next hour, I sat with my brother and reviewed the records I had gathered. We discussed changing the locks, preserving any relevant household records, and arranging for an appropriate, documented process to recover Sofia’s belongings.
I had no intention of walking into a confrontation alone.
But there was one thing I still needed to do.
I needed to return to my house.
Not to argue with Patricia.
Not to search recklessly through her belongings.
