My MIL Insisted on Babysitting My Daughter Every Wednesday While I Was at Work — I Installed a Hidden Camera After My Daughter Started Behaving Strangely

I assumed she meant a new daycare friend. Until she started saying it more often. Until she started withdrawing from me.

And then, one night, as I tucked her in, she whispered something that made my stomach clench.

“Mommy,” she asked, holding onto her stuffed unicorn, “why don’t you like our friend?”

I felt a prickle of unease.

“Who told you that?” I asked.

Bev hesitated, biting her lower lip.

Then, in a voice too rehearsed for a four-year-old, she opened her mouth.

“Our friend is part of the family, Mommy. You just don’t see it yet.”

My hands clenched the bedsheets. Something was happening, and I couldn’t understand it. It was something I couldn’t see… yet.

So, I decided to ask Cheryl about it the next time I saw her. She came over on Saturday morning to have breakfast with us. Jason and Bev were in the kitchen, making the last of the pancakes.

“Has Beverly made any new little friends lately? At daycare or at the park or something? She keeps talking about someone.”