My mother inherited a three-room apartment. Then, out of her naivety and kindness, she let her third cousin and her children in, who had run away from her alcoholic husband. My sister perceived any eviction with hysteria and panic. When I got married, my mom rightly decided that enough was enough. She wrote a deed of gift to me. I came with the police and evicted my aunt. I heard a lot of howling and cursing for years to come, but she left. But now my fiancée's mad at me. I mean, how could I, a woman and kids on the street.
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It's always tough when family and responsibility collide. Balancing compassion and fairness is never easy. I hope you find peace with your decision and mend things with your fiancée.