Born Their Daughter, Treated Like a Stranger

"Hon, are you seriously planning to let our daughter take out a high-interest loan for Fiona?"

My mom's face was cold as stone. She kept lighting candles while replying, “Of course. How else is Fiona supposed to start her business?”

Hiding behind the tombstone, I shivered.

My dad glanced at my mom, clearly troubled by how firm she was. “But... honey, maybe we should think this through. A year ago, we secretly transferred our daughter’s house to Fiona. Now you want her to carry a huge debt too? Isn’t that too cruel? She’s still our daughter.”