Five years. That's how long I saved to buy my condo. On Christmas Eve, my family changed the locks and laughed while I froze outside. The next morning, Mom announced my home was my spoiled sister's engagement gift. Even my fiancé told me to move out. They thought I'd give in, like always. Instead, I canceled the wedding, sold the condo, and left town. My sister kept showing off her "new home." Then the real owners showed up at the door.
