When April’s husband James dies in a tragic car accident, her world shatters—but the real blow comes after the funeral. Her
mother-in-law, Judith, coldly informs her that the house is still in her name and forces April to sleep in the garage while taking
over the home herself. With no job, no access to money, and two young daughters to care for,
April swallows her pride and endures the cruelty,
, holding on to the hope that things will eventually change. Then, months later, Judith shows up at the garage door—sick, frail,
and full of regret. Diagnosed with stage three cancer, she pleads for help,
confessing her mistakes and transferring the house to April and her daughters. April,
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