Years earlier, when my father’s business collapsed and the bank was about to repossess the home, Mateo and I took out a loan, paid off the debt, and bought the property ourselves.
We let them stay out of goodwill.
They never told anyone.
From there, everything fell apart.
Legal notices arrived. Criminal charges followed. Mateo presented every piece of evidence—messages, payment records, even audio from the building intercom capturing the shouting.
The case stopped looking like a “family dispute.”
My mother was convicted of minor assault and coercion. My father was held responsible as well. My sister, though not criminally charged, was officially recognized as occupying the property without rights.
Then came the civil case.
The judge ruled clearly: my parents had been living there only because we allowed it—and that permission was revoked.
They were ordered to leave.
Months later, we sold the apartment.
