After losing her mom to cancer at 14, the only thing she truly held onto was her mother’s antique Steinway piano—something that kept her memory alive. Her dad promised it would always be hers, even putting it in the will.
But everything changed when her stepmom, Tracy, entered their lives. Slowly, Tracy erased traces of her mom—photos, clothes, memories—until the house no longer felt like home. Still, the piano remained… until it didn’t.
Returning home from college one spring, she found it gone—completely removed without warning. When she asked, Tracy casually admitted she had gotten rid of it, calling it “old” and “falling apart.”
In that moment, it wasn’t just a piano that was lost—it was the last piece of her mother, taken without care… and Tracy had no idea her decision would come at a much bigger cost.