You know that gut feeling when you agree to something and instantly regret it? That was me the moment my brother asked me to watch his sons, Tyler and Jaden, for two weeks while he and his wife took a luxury vacation.
When the boys arrived, it was clear they were used to a different lifestyle—designer luggage, personal chefs, and zero humility. They mocked my cooking, sneered at my home, and treated my sweet son Adrian like he was beneath them. Every interaction was dripping with entitlement.
I bit my tongue for nearly two weeks. But on the final day, they refused to wear seatbelts, claiming it would wrinkle their shirts. I pulled over and refused to drive. They called their dad, who told them to buckle up—but they still resisted.
So I waited. Forty-five minutes of sulking later, they finally gave in. But by then, traffic had built up and they
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