My Mom and Stepdad Stole My Inheritance to Buy a House for Themselves – I Finally Stood Up to Them

That was all I needed to hear.

The next morning, I called my dad’s old lawyer. I still had his number saved from the day of the will reading. I told him everything: how they used the money without my permission and how it was supposed to be protected until I turned 18.

He asked me to come in that afternoon.

“You’re not a minor for much longer,” he said, flipping through a thick folder with my dad’s name on it.

“And what they did, if we can prove it, could be considered misappropriation of funds, especially since you were the sole beneficiary.”

I swallowed hard. “Can I do anything now? Or do I have to wait until I’m 18?”

He paused.

“You can file paperwork to initiate a claim. It’s stronger once you’re 18, but we can start now. I’ll need access to the account records.

And your testimony.”

For the first time in weeks, I felt like I could breathe again.

That night, I didn’t eat dinner with them. I sat in my room, headphones in, watching videos on my phone while the smell of Ray’s microwaved chicken wafted down the hallway.

At one point, my mom knocked on the door.

“Ian, can we talk?”

I paused the video but didn’t answer.

She opened the door anyway, holding a mug of tea. “You haven’t been eating.Continue reading…