Kira learns a shocking truth about her origins after trying to sneak out to a party. The revelation changes her life forever and threatens her relationships with her closest loved ones. Can she come to terms with the past and find a new place in her family?
Kira walked into the house, her mind racing with thoughts about the conversation she was about to have with her mother. Sarah, Kira’s mother, was very strict and uncompromising.
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Kira wanted to go to a party at her friend’s house tonight but didn’t know how to bring it up to Sarah. She understood the chances of being allowed to go were very slim, but she felt it was worth a try.
Kira entered the kitchen and saw Sarah cooking dinner, her movements precise and focused. The aroma of sautéed onions and garlic filled the air. Her father, Tom, sat at the table, engrossed in reading the news on his tablet.
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Tom wasn’t as strict as Sarah, but he always sided with her, so the final word was always Sarah’s. Kira approached the table and sat down next to Tom, taking a deep breath to steady her nerves.
“You know I’m an excellent student,” Kira started, her voice soft and cautious.
Tom glanced up from his tablet, a small smile on his face. “Yes, you are,” he said, patting her on the shoulder.
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“And I almost never ask for anything. I don’t rebel and I help around the house,” Kira continued, trying to build her case.
Sarah, sensing something was up, turned from the stove and looked directly at Kira. “What do you want?” she asked, her tone firm.
Kira hesitated, trying to keep the conversation light. “Why do you assume I want something? Maybe I just wanted to remind you what a wonderful daughter you have.”
Sarah gave her a stern look, clearly not amused. “Ugh,” Kira grunted. “Okay, Stacy is having a party tonight, and I—”
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“No,” Sarah cut her off, turning back to the stove.
“I didn’t even finish my sentence!” Kira protested, her frustration bubbling over.
“You’re not going to the party. You can stop this conversation right now,” Sarah said, her tone leaving no room for argument.
Kira turned to Tom, hoping for support. “Dad?”
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Tom sighed, putting down his tablet. “You know your mother’s word is law,” he said calmly.
“But I’m almost 16! All the other kids go to parties, and I haven’t been to a single one!” Kira said, stretching the truth. She had been to many parties, but this was her best friend’s party. She couldn’t miss it.
“When you’re 21, then you can go to parties,” Sarah said, her back still turned.
“There won’t be any alcohol!” Kira pleaded.
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“Kira, what part of ‘no’ don’t you understand?” Sarah continued, her voice sharp.
“Why do you have to be like this?!” Kira asked, her voice tinged with desperation.
“Throwing a tantrum won’t change anything,” Sarah said, her tone unyielding.
Kira felt a surge of anger and shouted, “If Meredith were here, she would support me!” Meredith was her older sister. Despite the fifteen-year age gap, they always understood each other. Meredith was the only person who always got Kira.
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“But she’s not here, so this conversation is over,” Sarah said, her voice final.
Kira stood up abruptly, her chair scraping loudly against the floor. Kira stormed out of the kitchen, her face flushed with anger, slamming the door behind her as she entered her room.
Her frustration boiled over as she paced back and forth. They didn’t let her go, but that didn’t mean Kira wasn’t going.
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She sat on her bed, waiting for what felt like hours until she heard her parents’ footsteps retreat to their bedroom. The house grew quiet, signaling it was time.
Kira quickly arranged her pillows and blanket to look like she was in bed, creating a convincing decoy. She tiptoed to the door, pausing to listen for any sounds from her parents.
Satisfied, she slipped out of her room and carefully made her way down the hall. The front and back doors had bells that would ring if someone entered or exited the house. However, there was another way out—the garage.
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Kira had snuck out this way many times and had never been caught. She crept into the garage, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nerves.
While turning on the flashlight on her phone, she bumped into a shelf, causing some boxes to crash to the floor. Kira winced, freezing in place, praying her parents hadn’t heard anything.
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She shone the flashlight around and started picking up what had fallen. Among the items, she found a photo of Meredith when she was about Kira’s age. In the picture, Meredith was pregnant.
“What the…?” Kira said aloud, her eyes widening in shock. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Suddenly, a message from Stacy popped up: “When are you coming???” followed by another: “The party is in full swing.”
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Kira shook her head, deciding to deal with the photo later. She pocketed it and left the house, carefully closing the garage door behind her. The cool night air hit her face as she hurried to Stacy’s house.
When Kira arrived at the party, everyone was having fun. Music blared from the speakers, and people danced and laughed all around her. Stacy spotted her and pulled her onto the dance floor, where they joined the throng of dancing teens.
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About an hour later, the music suddenly stopped, and someone shouted, “COPS! RUN!” Panic erupted as everyone scattered in different directions.
Kira’s heart raced as she headed for the front door, her mind focused on escaping. She opened the door and found herself face-to-face with a police officer.
“Going somewhere, young lady?” he asked, his voice firm.
“Damn,” Kira muttered under her breath, realizing she was caught.
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Half an hour later, Kira sat in the police station, feeling a mix of fear and shame. The harsh lights made the room feel cold and unwelcoming.
She stared at the clock, waiting for Meredith to pick her up. Kira couldn’t call her parents; she knew they would be furious. Meredith lived in a neighboring town, and although she was angry about having to drive at night, she came.
When Meredith walked into the station, her face was a mix of worry and frustration. “Let’s go,” she said curtly. Kira followed her out to the car, feeling small and guilty.
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They got into the car, and Meredith started the engine without a word. The drive was tense and silent for the first few minutes.
“I was almost asleep,” Meredith said, her voice tight with frustration as they drove.
“Sorry,” Kira replied.
“Why were you arrested? Were you the drunkest one?” Meredith asked, glancing sideways at Kira.
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“What? No, there wasn’t any alcohol. I just didn’t get away in time,” Kira explained, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
“What a lame party,” Meredith scoffed, shaking her head.
Kira put her hands in her pockets and felt the photo she had found in the garage. She hesitated but then looked at Meredith uncertainly.
“What? Don’t worry, I won’t tell our parents,” Meredith said, trying to reassure her.
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“No, it’s not that. I found a photo in the garage,” Kira said, her voice trembling slightly.
“What photo?” Meredith asked, her curiosity piqued.
“Yours,” Kira said, pulling the photo from her pocket and handing it to Meredith.
“Oh boy,” Meredith said, her eyes widening when she saw the picture.
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“Why are you pregnant in this photo? And where is this child?” Kira asked, her mind racing with confusion and questions.
Meredith took a deep breath. “Well, it looks like it’s time for a talk, but I think Mom and Dad should be present for this conversation,” she said, pulling the car into the driveway and parking. She got out of the car, and Kira followed, her heart pounding.
“Why can’t you tell me now?” Kira insisted, her voice rising with frustration.
“Our parents are awake,” Meredith said, looking up at the house. Kira looked up and saw the light on in their bedroom.
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“Meredith, why can’t you tell me?” Kira pressed, her voice desperate.
“Because I don’t know how to say it,” Meredith admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Say what?!” Kira demanded, her patience wearing thin.
“That I’m your mother,” Meredith said quietly, her words hanging in the air.
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“WHAT?!” Kira screamed, her voice echoing through the quiet street. The front door opened, and Sarah and Tom appeared, their faces a mix of confusion and concern.
“What’s going on?” Sarah asked, her eyes darting between Kira and Meredith.
“She knows everything,” Meredith said, her shoulders slumping.
“Knows what?” Tom asked, his voice tense.
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“What do you mean you’re my mother?!” Kira shouted at Meredith, her voice breaking.
“You told her?!” Sarah said angrily, turning to Meredith.
“She found the photo; I couldn’t lie to her,” Meredith replied, her voice steady but sad.
“You had no right!” Sarah yelled, her face red with anger.
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“Is that all you care about?!” Kira screamed, tears streaming down her face. “You’ve lied to me my whole life! I don’t want to see any of you!” She turned and ran, her heart breaking as she fled from the only family she had ever known.
Kira ran to the river, where she often played as a child. The familiar sounds of the water did little to calm her. She cried, unable to believe she had lived a lie her entire life.
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Her sobs echoed in the quiet night. After some time, she heard someone sit next to her. She looked up and saw Meredith, her eyes full of worry and sadness.
“How did you know I’d be here?” Kira asked, her voice still shaky from crying.
“Don’t forget who showed you this place,” Meredith replied with a small smile.
“Why didn’t you ever tell me?” Kira asked, her eyes searching Meredith’s face for answers.
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Meredith took a deep breath. “I was 15 when you were born, still in school. You know how our Mom is, well, my Mom. She couldn’t let anyone find out.”
“But it’s been almost 16 years,” Kira said, her frustration clear.
“I know. Every day I struggled with the desire to tell you everything. But Mom forbade it, said it would ruin your life. That’s why I moved away,” Meredith explained, her eyes filled with regret.
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“I’m still mad at you for leaving. You were the only one who understood me,” Kira said, her voice softening.
“I know,” Meredith said, pulling Kira into a hug. “It was hard for me too, being away from my favorite person in the world.”
“You should have told me a long time ago,” Kira said, her voice muffled against Meredith’s shoulder.
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“I know, I know. Can you forgive me? I’ll try to stop being your sister and start being your mom,” Meredith said, looking Kira in the eyes.
Kira nodded slowly. “So, should I start calling you Mom?” she asked, a small smile playing on her lips.
“Only if you call Sarah Grandma. She’ll be furious,” Meredith replied, trying to lighten the mood.
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Kira and Meredith laughed together, the tension easing a bit.
“Call me whatever feels right,” Meredith said. “We’ll get used to this gradually.”
“Okay,” Kira said, finally hugging Meredith back tightly. They sat there for a while, finding comfort in each other’s presence, knowing they had a long road ahead but feeling hopeful.
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Woman Hated Her Mother-in-Law Until One Day When Her Life Was Turned Upside Down — Story of the Day
Mary’s marriage to Ed came with a price: his mother Scarlett who never hid her disdain. From wedding-day insults to constant criticism, Scarlett seemed set on making Mary’s life difficult. Tensions grew with each visit… until something even more shocking unfolded.
Mary and her husband, Ed, drove in silence toward his mother Scarlett’s house. Though they hadn’t arrived yet, Mary was already looking forward to the ride back. Scarlett, after all, simply despised her.
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At their wedding, Scarlett had even shown up wearing a veil; Mary had been grateful she hadn’t arrived in a full wedding dress. Scarlett was one of those mothers who couldn’t let go of her “little boy,” no matter how grown-up he was.
As they pulled into the driveway, Mary reluctantly stepped out, trailing behind Ed. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever latest insult Scarlett had in store.
Forcing a smile, she braced herself, hoping her expression would carry her through this visit. Scarlett opened the door with a wide grin and immediately wrapped her arms around Ed.
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“Oh, my baby! You’re finally here! I’ve missed you more than you know!” she exclaimed, holding him close.
“Mom, it’s only been a week,” Ed replied, easing himself out of her hug.
Scarlett gave Ed a brief look before turning her gaze to Mary, her expression shifting. “Well, Mary, I see you’ve gained a few pounds,” she said with a smirk.
Mary let out a quiet sigh, resisting the urge to respond. She forced a tight smile instead. “Good to see you too, Scarlett.”
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Dinner felt endless as Scarlett launched into her usual list of complaints. “Mary doesn’t know how to cook. She doesn’t work somewhere respectable. She doesn’t even know how to dress herself properly,” Scarlett declared, taking quick glances at Ed for support.
Mary gripped her fork tightly, biting her tongue. She knew any response would just add fuel to Scarlett’s fire. But then Scarlett said something that made Mary’s patience snap—words sharper than anything before.
Scarlett looked across the table, her eyes fixed on Mary. “Well,” she said slowly, “I think it’s high time you gave me a grandchild. Or maybe,” she added with a smirk, “Mary has… some issues?”
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Mary’s heart sank. They had been trying for a baby for six months with no success, and Scarlett’s words stung like salt in a wound. “How dare you!” Mary burst out. “Stop meddling in our lives! Maybe it’s your son who has the problem!”
Scarlett leaned back, eyes narrowing. “That’s absurd! My son is perfectly healthy, thank you very much. But you, Mary… who knows what you were up to before meeting Eddie?”
Mary’s face flushed with anger. “You’re a damn witch!” she shouted, her voice trembling. She turned to Ed, who hadn’t said a word. “Are you just going to sit there and let her say this?”
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Scarlett shot her son a pointed look. “Yes, Eddie, tell your crazy wife to show some respect,” she said, her tone mocking.
Ed shrugged, still scrolling through his phone. “Work it out yourselves.”
Scarlett leaned toward Mary, her voice low. “My neighbor mentioned herbal teas. She swears they help people like you.”
Mary opened her mouth to retort but felt a sudden wave of nausea. She clenched her stomach, forcing the words out. “Why don’t you… drink your own tea?”
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Unable to hold it back, Mary bolted to the bathroom. When she returned, still pale, she looked at Ed. “I want to go home.”
“Okay,” he said, barely glancing up.
Scarlett tilted her head, a fake look of concern crossing her face. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling sick?”
Mary’s eyes narrowed. “You probably poisoned me,” she muttered, too tired to argue further.
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On the way home, Mary’s mind raced. She had to know for sure. “Ed, can you stop at the pharmacy?” she asked quietly.
He sighed but pulled into the parking lot. She hurried inside, grabbed a pregnancy test, and paid quickly. Back at home, she went straight to the bathroom. She held her breath, waiting. Then, the results appeared—two lines. She gasped, feeling a rush of excitement and relief.
She rushed to show Ed, her face glowing. “Ed, we’re going to have a baby!”
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Ed glanced at the test, his expression unreadable. “Oh. That’s… good,” he mumbled, barely meeting her eyes.
Mary’s heart sank a little. She was overjoyed, but Ed’s reaction felt like a shadow over her happiness.
A few weeks had passed since Mary found out she was pregnant, and she was finally starting to adjust to the idea of becoming a mother. It was their first doctor’s appointment, and she was sitting on the bed, waiting for Ed to finish his shower so they could leave together.
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She hoped he’d show some excitement, but he seemed distant lately, preoccupied and withdrawn
As she waited, Ed’s phone buzzed beside her, lighting up with a message. Usually, she respected his privacy. But the way he’d been acting made her hesitate.
Without fully realizing it, she reached for his phone. She tried to unlock it and was surprised to find a passcode. She couldn’t remember him ever using one before. On a whim, she tried his birth date. The screen unlocked immediately.
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The message stared back at her: a picture of a half-dressed woman, smiling in a way that made her stomach twist. Below the picture, a message read, “Can’t wait to see you, baby.”
Her hands trembled as she scrolled through the conversation, each word feeling like a fresh betrayal. Ed had told this woman he was wealthy, a construction company owner—a far cry from his real job.
Heart pounding, she took screenshots, saving them on her phone as evidence of his lies and deceit.
When Ed came out of the bathroom, she was waiting, holding his phone. Her face was pale, her eyes filled with hurt and anger.
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“What is this?!” she shouted, thrusting the phone toward him.
His expression turned hard, and he grabbed the phone from her hand. “None of your business,” he snapped.
Mary’s voice rose, filled with pain. “None of my business? You’re cheating on me! And I’m pregnant, Ed—your pregnant wife!”
His eyes narrowed. “Maybe you’re the one cheating on me,” he shot back, a sneer forming on his face. “How do I even know this baby’s mine?”
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Mary felt her whole world spin. “Are you serious? We’ve been trying for six months. Now you’re saying this?” Her voice broke.
Ed crossed his arms. “Six months, no luck, and now all of a sudden it just happens? Convenient.”
“You’ve been seeing this woman for more than six months, Ed. I saw everything. You’ve lied to her, too! Told her you’re rich, that you own a company!” Mary’s voice trembled.
Ed shrugged, coldly unmoved. “Doesn’t matter. I’m filing for divorce. This marriage is over.”
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“You really think that woman will stick around when she learns the truth about you?” Mary shot back.
“Trust me, she won’t find out. And when this is over, I’ll take this house and everything else you have. Plus, my mom’s money.” He smirked.
Mary’s voice rose in protest. “This house was bought by my father!”
“Yeah? It’s in both our names,” Ed replied with a smug smile.
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Mary’s voice softened as she asked, “What about the baby?”
Ed just shrugged. “You can’t prove it’s mine until it’s born. By then, it’ll be too late.” And with that, he threw her out, leaving her in tears.
Desperate and hurt, Mary made a choice—to go to Scarlett and show her everything. Scarlett had to know the truth about her son.
She sat across from Scarlett, her heart pounding as she told her everything—Ed’s lies, his cheating, his threats to take the house. She held her breath, waiting for Scarlett to dismiss her. But to her surprise, she listened, her face growing pale.
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Scarlett looked down, tears welling in her eyes. “He’s been taking money from me too,” she said softly. “Every penny his father left me, everything I’ve saved. He said he needed it for doctor visits because you couldn’t get pregnant.”
Mary shook her head, feeling both anger and sadness. “He never even went to a doctor. Every time I brought it up, he refused. I checked our account, Scarlett. He’s been taking out huge amounts.”
Scarlett clenched her fists. “I can’t believe my son would do this,” she said, her voice shaking. “He lied to both of us.”
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Mary’s voice broke as she spoke. “I don’t know what to do. I’m pregnant, and he says he’ll take everything. He doesn’t even believe the baby is his.”
Scarlett’s eyes hardened. “I won’t let anyone hurt my future grandchild,” she said firmly. “We’ll make him pay. You have those messages saved, right?”
Mary nodded. “Yes, I took screenshots.”
Scarlett thought for a moment, then said, “I have one of his toothbrushes here. We can get a DNA test when the baby is born.”
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Mary looked at Scarlett, surprised. “You’ve never been on my side before. What changed?”
Scarlett sighed. “I was a mother trying to protect her son. But now I see I need to protect others from him. His father was the same—a cheater. I endured it, hoping Ed would be better. But he isn’t. And I don’t want anyone else to suffer like I did.”
Mary and Scarlett moved forward with their plan. Mary confronted Ed directly, and she showed him the screenshots of his messages.
“I have all your messages,” she said, her voice steady as she held up her phone. “And I’ve already shown them to Scarlett. So you have no more room to manipulate anyone.”
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Ed looked shaken, but Mary continued, not backing down. “Here’s the deal,” she told him firmly. “Give up your claim to the house, sign these divorce papers, and agree to pay child support. Do this, and I’ll stay quiet. Otherwise, I’ll make sure your lover knows the truth.”
Backed into a corner, Ed reluctantly agreed and signed the papers without a word. He had no idea that Scarlett had the final piece of the plan.
Scarlett went to Ed’s lover herself, revealing everything—his lies, his fake claims of wealth, and his deception. She left nothing hidden, ensuring her son’s lies would come crashing down.
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When Ed found out, Scarlett was sitting with Mary, enjoying tea at her house. Suddenly, loud banging echoed from the front door, followed by Ed’s furious shouting.
“You promised you wouldn’t tell if I did everything you asked!” he yelled through the door, his voice sharp with anger.
Mary looked at the door calmly and replied, “I didn’t tell her anything, Ed.”
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Scarlett raised her voice so Ed could hear. “I did,” she called out firmly. “I taught you that lying is wrong, but you clearly didn’t learn.”
“You’re both insane!” Ed shouted, his voice shaking with rage. “You’ll regret this! I’ll make you pay!”
Just then, the police arrived, alerted by a neighbor’s call. They restrained Ed, leading him away as he continued yelling threats, while Mary and Scarlett stayed inside, unshaken while finishing their tea.
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