Baking is my passion. It’s my love language. So when my younger brother, Adam, and his fiancée, Chelsea, asked me to make their wedding cake, I was honored. I gave them a generous discount—$400 for what would have cost over $1,200 at my bakery. They agreed.I poured my heart into that cake, spending days perfecting every detail. But after the wedding,

Adam cornered me and said, “You never charge family.” Chelsea chimed in, calling it my ‘gift’ to them. I was stunned.Unfortunately for them, Grandma Margaret overheard. During the reception, she made a toast—praising generosity, but with a pointed warning. Then, she dropped the bombshell: she had planned to gift them an all-expenses-paid honeymoon to Greece but was now reconsidering.