My Sister and Her Husband Ghosted Us After Borrowing a Fortune — But Karma Came Knocking
It started with a phone call on a quiet morning, just when I thought life was finally opening up. For fifteen years, my flower shop, Bloom & Blossom, had consumed everything — early markets, late-night weddings, holidays spent arranging centerpieces for other people’s celebrations. Selling it wasn’t easy, but I knew it was time. I wanted freedom, space, maybe even reinvention.
