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My wife is furious, and I don’t know why. It started with my daughter’s privacy. Olivia and Sloane, Sammy’s daughters, have been treating her things like they’re theirs. Makeup, phone accessories, even her school laptop – gone. Zoey complained, I asked them to stop, but my wife and Sammy just shrugged it off. “Typical teenage girls,” they said. I completely disagreed, it was unacceptable. Then, Sloane destroyed Zoey’s 60-dollar makeup kit, mixing up the shades. Zoey was heartbroken, and I snapped. I got her a lock for her door. Sammy was livid. He said his daughters weren’t thieves, that girls borrow each other’s stuff. He suggested my wife fix Zoey’s “personality defect” and that Zoey just buy a cheap makeup kit. He accused me of being overprotective, enabling Zoey. I told him it was between him and my wife, but she shamed me for the lock. She demanded I remove it, saying I was supposed to treat them like daughters. I told her the lock stays until Sammy and his daughters leave. She exploded, saying her family would hate me. I reminded her that *her* family refused to help Sammy, so she should blame them! Everyone's giving me and Zoey the silent treatment. What would you have done? Did I overreact?

My dad died last month. It was sudden, a massive heart attack. We were all in shock, obviously, but then the lawyer called. And that’s when it happened. He’d left *everything* to Bethany. Bethany. I’d never heard of her. My mom hadn't. My siblings hadn't. Six months. That’s all the time he’d known her. The lawyer read out the will, a shaky, unfamiliar hand scribbling notes. It was a complete mess, a handwritten document filled with rambling about “finding happiness” and “finally being free.” The house, the business, the investments – it was all hers. My dad, who’d spent his entire life building a successful construction company, had left it all to a woman I didn’t even know. The funeral was…weird. Everyone kept glancing at my mom, a confused sadness etched on her face. I kept expecting Bethany to show up, draped in black, claiming a tragic romance. My brother, Mark, was furious, practically vibrating with rage. My sister, Sarah, was just silent, staring at her hands. My mom just kept repeating, "It doesn't make sense." The smell of lilies and grief hung heavy in the air, mixed with a strange, unsettling feeling – like a betrayal wrapped in a beautiful, heartbreaking lie. The lawyer said there was no record of Bethany before six months ago, no family, no job, nothing. Just…gone. And now, I'm left wondering if my dad was losing his mind, or if something far more sinister was at play. AITA for thinking this is completely insane?

My wife is furious because I cared for our baby. Our newborn cried a lot every night. My wife had a tough pregnancy.

My wife thinks I stole her motherly duties. Our newborn cried constantly through the night. My wife, recovering from a tough pregnancy,