My MIL ordered me a dress four sizes too small for her party, saying, "It's time for you to lose weight" — but karma didn't take long to catch up with her.

My MIL, Clara, and her husband always throw elegant parties for every holiday.

Strict dress codes, fancy food, drinks, servers, lots of guests.

They're wealthy, so this is normal for them.

Their 40th wedding anniversary was coming up, and they invited everyone to a fancy restaurant just outside the city.

There was going to be a strict dress code — women in blue or black dresses, and men in tuxedos.

I was actually looking for a dress at a store when Clara called me and said:

"Honey, I already ordered a dress for you.

Don't worry, it'll be delivered soon."

I agreed to wait for the dress, but something about the whole thing felt off.

For context, Clara had never liked me.

I was always "not good enough for her son." I didn't cook right, I didn't clean right, and as she liked to say, "her son had always deserved a better woman."

When the dress arrived, it was OBVIOUSLY TOO SMALL.

I couldn't even get it past my hips.

I immediately called Clara and told her that there had probably been some kind of mistake.

And by the way, Clara knew my EXACT clothing size.

But she burst out laughing over the phone and said:

"No, that dress is for you!

My party is still two weeks away, so IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO LOSE WEIGHT!"

The thing was, I'd given birth to my daughter a few months earlier and had gained weight during pregnancy.

My husband had been nothing but supportive, but Clara constantly made comments like:

"It's time for you to get back to the gym!

When was the last time you looked at yourself in the mirror?"

Or:

"My son needs a MORE ATTRACTIVE woman!"

Still, I tried to brush it off.

When I told Clara there was no way I could lose enough weight in two weeks to fit into that dress, she just said:

"Well, now you'll finally have some motivation to lose weight!

Maybe it's time to stop eating so much?!"

I was completely stunned.

My husband told me not to pay attention to her because he didn't want to start a fight, so we went to the store and bought me another dress that actually fit.

When we arrived at Clara and her husband's anniversary party, she looked me up and down and said my dress was "cheap-looking," and that she had ONLY wanted me to lose weight because her son needed a MORE BEAUTIFUL WOMAN.

I felt so uncomfortable that I stepped into the restroom and just wanted to be alone for a while.

A moment later, I heard Clara screaming.

I rushed out and...

finally realized that KARMA HAD CAUGHT UP WITH HER.

Several police officers had arrived at the restaurant, and when one of them told me what was happening, I couldn't believe karma had h*t her THAT HARD.

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What did the police tell her — and what had Clara actually done?