My aunt has always been a selfish, self-absorbed woman, the world has to revolve around her. I have not had as much contact with her since she behaved appallingly at my wedding, but my mother has kept in more regular contact because of my grandmother who was ailing and needed support.
My grandmother died ten days ago. My mum went to her house to find it looking like it had been burgled. All drawers turned out, books pulled off shelves, all photo albums removed, all jewellery taken, all files and paperwork taken. My grandmother had a little tin of mementos, nothing expensive, just things that meant a lot to her, reminded her of the good times. That tin was upended onto the bed and raked through, then left there. Photos of my step grandpa (not my mum/aunts father but the man who was married to and adored my grandmother and her children/grandchildren for twenty years. We adored him too, he was a sweet and gentle man who treated us with so much love) who died fifteen years ago had been carefully picked out of the albums and discarded on the floor.
It was my aunt.
She has also taken the will.
This woman is a multimillionaire.
And the best bit? She went straight there from her dead mother's hospital bed.
My mother is in tears and is saying that this is the end of their relationship.
I don't think I can forgive this, AIBU.