When my sister got divorced and asked to stay with us with her twin 16-year-old daughters, my wife and I were already going through our own battle—she was fighting cancer and going through chemotherapy. Still, we opened our home, hoping we could be a safe place for them. My wife had lost her hair and was self-conscious, using a wig to feel like herself again. She kept to herself, doing her best to stay strong, and I did everything I could to support her.

But one day, I came home to find her locked in our bedroom, crying uncontrollably. After I begged her to tell me what happened, she finally told me: the girls had taken her wig without permission, laughed at her, and filmed her while mocking her appearance. It was beyond cruel. My wife was devastated, humiliated in what should have been her sanctuary. She wouldn’t even leave the room, broken by the betrayal in her own home.

Furious, I confronted my sister and her daughters. They brushed it off as a “prank,” but to my wife, it was deeply hurtful. My sister shrugged it off and accused us of overreacting, which only made things worse. I didn’t care that they had nowhere else to go—my wife’s dignity and peace came first. I told them to leave, and when they realized I was serious, the tears and pleas began, even from our father, who begged me to let it go.

But I stood my ground. My wife didn’t deserve to be treated like that—especially not while battling cancer. Redditors overwhelmingly supported my decision, reminding me that 16 is old enough to know better. Sometimes, protecting the people you love means making hard decisions, even when it involves family.