The silence in the room became thick.

Then the rest.

The pregnant woman’s hand froze mid-motion over her stomach.

For the first time… she looked uncertain.

“So,” I continued, “what you called a ‘discussion’… is actually you being here without any right.”

My mother-in-law stood abruptly.

“Maria, don’t overreact!”

“I’m not,” I said calmly. “I’m taking action.”

I stepped toward the table.

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