{"id":7971,"date":"2026-08-17T11:16:34","date_gmt":"2026-08-17T11:16:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dailynewtbn.top\/?p=7971"},"modified":"2026-08-17T11:16:35","modified_gmt":"2026-08-17T11:16:35","slug":"my-daughter-in-law-resold-all-the-gifts-i-gave-her-for-three-times-their-price-for-her-birthday-i-gave-her-one-last-gift-that-put-her-in-her-place","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dailynewtbn.top\/?p=7971","title":{"rendered":"My daughter-in-law resold all the gifts I gave her for three times their price \u2013 For her birthday, I gave her one last gift that put her in her place"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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Ialways thought I had a good relationship with my daughter-in-law. I spoiled her, trusted her, and treated her like family. But one Saturday morning I saw something online that made me realize she’d been interpreting my kindness very differently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When my son Ethan married Chloe, I made a promise to myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I would never become that mother-in-law that people complain about on the internet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

No surprise visits. No comments about my cooking. No passive-aggressive questions about the grandchildren. No acting like Ethan had been stolen from me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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When my sister had surgery, Chloe sent her flowers even before Ethan knew which hospital she was in.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

I really liked Chloe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was funny, witty, and easy to talk to. She remembered birthdays. She’d call me when Ethan forgot. When my sister had surgery, Chloe sent her flowers before Ethan even knew which hospital she was in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That mattered to me because kindness shown without being asked had always seemed more revealing to me than anything people said about themselves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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That’s how she ended up with my grandmother’s porcelain tea set.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

So, when he liked something I had, he usually remembered me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That’s how she ended up with my grandmother’s porcelain tea set.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We were having coffee one afternoon when Chloe saw it in my display case.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“It’s beautiful,” she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I opened the closet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Chloe carefully picked up one of the cups.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“It belonged to my grandmother.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chloe carefully picked up one of the cups.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“Do you really use them?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“Not anymore”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“It would scare me to death.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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That Christmas, I gave Chloe the complete game.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

I burst out laughing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“My grandmother used it all the time. She would have been annoyed by the idea of \u200b\u200bthe crockery spending its entire life behind glass.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That Christmas, I gave Chloe the complete dinnerware set.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was amazed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“Oh really?”.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“Do you like it”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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He hugged me so tightly that I almost spilled my wine.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“But this is a family matter.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“You’re family.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

He hugged me so tightly that I almost spilled my wine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

From then on, giving her things became easy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I asked you for another game.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

She mentioned some pearl earrings. I bought them for her anniversary.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She loved my crystal glasses. I gave her six when Ethan and Chloe moved into their new house.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She once complimented me on a set of embroidered sheets I had ordered from a small shop in Vermont.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I ordered another game for her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My sister, Nina, made fun of me for that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I was checking out a local group of flea markets when my thumb froze.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“You’re going to spoil that woman too much.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Now it belongs to the family,” he used to say. “Why wouldn’t it?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then, one Saturday morning, I was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee and checking out a local group of flea markets when my thumb just stopped working.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stared at the screen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Then I enlarged the image.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

It was my grandmother’s tea set.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

For a few seconds, I convinced myself that I had made a mistake.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That same floral print had been in fashion. There were other sets just like it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I enlarged the image.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

There was a small nick in the gold trim on the sugar bowl’s handle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I went to the seller’s profile.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

I’d known about that dent since I was eight years old.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My grandmother used to rub it with her thumb every time she spoke.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

For years, I had thought that this small flaw was part of the game, almost as if it were another decorative element.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I clicked on the seller’s profile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chloe’s smiling face filled my screen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I took a look at their other ads.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I took a look at their other ads.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pearl earrings.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Glass cups.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A bracelet that he had given her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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All the expensive gifts he remembered giving her over the past three years.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

The embroidered sheets.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A silver tray.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

All the expensive gifts he remembered giving her over the past three years were there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And beneath a photo, Chloe had written:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Getting rid of my mother-in-law’s useless junk. Apparently, “sentimental” means expensive \ud83d\ude02.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

I stared at that sentence for a long time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The price was almost three times what I thought the game was worth.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Then I read it again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Underneath the tea set, she had written:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“Old woman’s china. My mother-in-law acted as if she were handing me the crown jewels.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

The price was almost three times what I thought the game was worth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pearls were also overpriced.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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My first instinct was to call you, Ethan.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

And the same thing happened to me with everything else.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My first impulse was to call Ethan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The second was to go directly to his house.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Instead, I closed the app.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I opened it again because, apparently, it wanted to hurt me twice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I sent him some screenshots.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Nina called me that afternoon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You sound strange.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’m fine”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“You’re terrible at saying that.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

I sent him some screenshots.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“I’m not doing anything.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

He called me right away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh, of course not.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Little girl”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Don’t call me ‘Nina’. I’d already be in my car.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’m not doing anything.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“I don’t want to be a meddling mother.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“Because?”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Because if I call Ethan while I’m angry, I become exactly what I promised I wouldn’t be.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“A doormat?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I don’t want to be a meddling mother.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“In this context, you aren’t either.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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What I couldn’t stop thinking about was the caption.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

I knew he was right.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But I also knew that, technically, the gifts were from Chloe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Once I gave them to him, I could sell them, donate them, or throw them away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What I couldn’t stop thinking about was the caption.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Useless nonsense from the mother-in-law.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Two weeks before Chloe’s birthday, she called me.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

It wasn’t about storage space.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was about me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Even so, I said nothing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

During the following days, I behaved normally, which took much more effort than it would have taken to get angry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Two weeks before Chloe’s birthday, she called me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“What would you like this year?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“I need your opinion.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“About what?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“My birthday.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I almost burst out laughing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Instead, I said to him, “What would you like this year?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“And perhaps the gold watch?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

He responded instantly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“That designer bag I showed you.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Wait.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“And perhaps the gold watch?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Anything else?”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“Since you asked, I’m dying for those diamond earrings.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Serious.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Since you asked, I’m dying for those diamond earrings.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I smiled, even though she couldn’t see me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“I know exactly what to get you.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Her birthday party was packed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Chloe saw it and practically ran towards me.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Nearly thirty people were crammed into Ethan and Chloe’s house.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

There were balloons, catered food, champagne, and a cake so big it looked like a wedding cake.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I arrived with a beautifully wrapped box, almost as wide as her dining room table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chloe saw it and practically came running towards me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“My God!”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“Mom, what have you done?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Ethan burst out laughing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Mom, what have you done?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chloe’s eyes were sparkling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“You really did it.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“Open it.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Chloe ripped off the ribbon.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

People approached.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chloe started the tape.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He opened the box.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Inside were three smaller packages.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He took the first one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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There was a label on the handle.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

A handbag.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But it wasn’t a designer bag.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was a plain beige canvas bag.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

There was a label on the handle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“It’s useful for carrying things.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Some people laughed without much conviction.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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He opened the second box.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Chloe didn’t do it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He opened the second box.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A cheap, gold-colored kitchen timer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The label read:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“It tells the time.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

His face tensed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Silence fell over the room.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

The third box contained some costume earrings.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“They are placed in the ears.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Silence fell over the room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Someone near the door cleared their throat, and even the music suddenly seemed too loud for a room in which no one was speaking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ethan looked at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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She rummaged through the tissue paper and found the envelope at the bottom.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“Mother?”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chloe already knew.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I realized it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He rummaged through the enormous amount of tissue paper and found the envelope at the bottom.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Inside were printed screenshots of all the market’s advertisements.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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And all the comments.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Tea set.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pearls.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Crystal glasses.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bed sheets.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A bracelet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Ethan picked up one of the pages.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

And all the captions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chloe turned pale.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ethan picked up one of the pages.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“What is this?”.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Chloe tried to grab it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“Chloe doesn’t care much about the meaning of a gift.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“Ethan, don’t do it.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He walked away from her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“What is this?”.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

I kept my voice calm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’ve finally realized that Chloe doesn’t really care about the meaning of a gift. She only cares about what she can get in return.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“You’ve made a fool of me in front of everyone.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“That’s not fair,” Chloe snapped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I looked at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“So this year I’ve bought you things that do exactly what you asked for, without giving you anything worth reselling.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

His face turned red.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You’ve made a fool of me in front of everyone.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“You knew perfectly well what you were doing.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“I gave you three cheap gifts.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You knew exactly what you were doing.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“Yeah”.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Suddenly, a woman who was near the kitchen spoke.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Wait”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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She was about sixty years old and owned an antique shop downtown.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

They all turned around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her name was Marlene. I had seen her once before through Chloe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was about sixty years old and owned an antique shop downtown.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He had one of the screenshots in his hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“I know this tea set.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Chloe froze.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“You told me it belonged to some older relative whose family didn’t want it anymore.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Marlene looked at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“You tried to sell it to me.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Nobody said anything.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Marlene continued talking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You told me it belonged to an older relative whose family no longer wanted him.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I didn’t expect Chloe to erase where she came from.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

I felt something inside me grow cold.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I thought I would be angry about the sale.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I didn’t expect Chloe to erase where she came from.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That lie bothered me in a different way, because selling the game was one thing, but rewriting its history seemed unnecessarily personal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ethan stared at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“It belonged to my grandmother.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“Did you say that?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chloe crossed her arms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“It was easier than explaining everything.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“Explain what?” I asked. “That I gave it to you?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“It’s a sales ad.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“Well, yes, it became mine.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“It belonged to my grandmother.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“And then you gave it to me.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Her voice became higher.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Well, yes, it became mine.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He was right about one thing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Chloe was surprised.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

But those words still hurt me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I nodded slowly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“You’re right”.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Chloe was surprised.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“As soon as I gave them to you, they were yours.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“But keep this in mind.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

I took the screenshots.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“But keep this in mind.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I looked you straight in the eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“Keep the gifts. Keep all the money you’ve earned.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Ethan started to speak, but I raised my hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Marlene called me two days later.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“Consider it the last expensive gift you’ll ever receive from me.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And I left.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Marlene called me two days later.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I hope I’m not bothering you.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You’re not.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“I didn’t buy it.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“I wanted to tell you something about the tea set.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I braced myself for him to give me a lecture about his worth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Instead, he told me, “I didn’t buy it.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Because?”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Because Chloe’s story seemed strange to me.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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That conversation triggered something I didn’t expect.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Marlene had asked her about her origins, but Chloe didn’t know what to answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That conversation triggered something I didn’t expect.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I started researching the gifts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Not because I wanted revenge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At least, that’s what I kept telling myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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One afternoon I drove there intending to buy them again.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

The first thing I found was the tea set.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chloe still hadn’t sold it. A few days after the party, she told Ethan to give it back to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was more complicated with the crystal glasses.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chloe had sold them to a young couple who were going to open a small coffee shop.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

One afternoon I drove there intending to buy them again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I saw that they were using them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“They reminded him of holidays at his grandmother’s house.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

A girl brought a nice cold lemonade to a table in one of my glasses.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her husband noticed that she was watching them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“They’re beautiful, aren’t they?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

I nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“My wife found them online. They reminded her of holidays at her grandmother’s house.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That left me speechless.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I sat there for another twenty minutes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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A week later, Chloe came to my house.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

In the end I left without asking them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A week later, Chloe came to my house.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I almost didn’t let her in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She stood on the porch with no flowers, no apology card, nothing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Good.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was already starting to get disgusted when people gave me gifts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“I behaved terribly.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

We sat down in my kitchen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She looked at the tea set that was on the table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I behaved terribly.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yeah”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“The captions were mean.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“Yeah”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“My mother used gifts as weapons.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

He exhaled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“It’s not that I don’t deserve it, but are you going to say anything else?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“I’m thinking about it.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

To my surprise, she smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But her smile quickly faded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“My mother used gifts as weapons.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“So every time we argued, it reminded me how much everything cost.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

I didn’t say anything.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“I bought expensive things. Clothes. Jewelry. Trips.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Chloe looked down at her hands.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“And every time we argued, he reminded me how much everything cost.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I frowned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“She would say to me, ‘After everything I’ve done for you.’ Every time we argued, the gifts became a bill to pay.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“Did you think I would?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

I thought about all the gifts I had given Chloe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

“I didn’t do that.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“I know”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Did you think I would?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He looked at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I suppose a little.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

“I felt I had to prove that I valued him enough.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

That hurt me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chloe continued talking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Every time you gave me something expensive, I felt like I had to prove I valued it enough. To keep it forever. To show it off. To mention it.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

“You could have told me.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

He laughed once.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

“Would you really have understood?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“And what would I have said? ‘Thank you for the gift of six hundred dollars, but your generosity makes me nervous’?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

“Yeah”.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“Would you really have understood?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I meant to say yes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I couldn’t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I pointed to the tea set.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

“That was a bad thing on my part.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“What about calling it useless junk?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He swallowed his saliva.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“That wasn’t anxiety. It was that I misbehaved.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At least he didn’t hide behind his childhood.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I was frustrated. I wrote it for people who didn’t know you.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I saw him.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

“I also jumped to conclusions.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“I know”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We remained silent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In the end, I said, “I too jumped to conclusions.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chloe looked up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I thought that, since you admired something, you wanted to have it.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Sometimes I just liked it.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

I thought about the cups in the cafeteria.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“Now I know.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She looked at the chipped sugar bowl from my grandmother’s tea set.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

“So what happens now?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

I thought about the cups in the cafeteria.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The couple loved them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

Perhaps the person to whom they belonged had not changed the meaning of the gifts.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

They were being used.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Perhaps the person to whom they belonged had not changed the meaning of the gifts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

“We stopped giving expensive gifts unless someone specifically requests them.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Chloe nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“And no family heirlooms, unless the person truly wants to assume the responsibility that comes with them.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“That seems fair to me.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

I used my grandmother’s game.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

A few months later, I invited her for tea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I used my grandmother’s dishes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chloe picked up the sugar bowl and noticed the chipped golden handle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

“Are you going to keep it?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“Yeah”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

Chloe carefully placed the sugar bowl on the table.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“Forever?”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Perhaps.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He raised an eyebrow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

“Someday, if you really want it, you can ask me.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

Chloe carefully placed the bowl on the table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

“What was your grandmother like?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

For once, he didn’t praise him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He didn’t talk about design or value.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Instead, he asked, “What was your grandmother like?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I looked at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“She was very affectionate. What would you like to know?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n

This time, Chloe didn’t ask how much the dishes cost.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

“The splinter thing.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So I told him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Not because I had planned to give her the tea set again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nor because he had earned it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This time, Chloe didn’t ask how much the dishes cost.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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