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
“You manipulated my child, Cheryl!” I shouted. “You let her believe that I didn’t matter… that she didn’t matter?! That we were both replaceable to each other!”
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Cheryl raised an eyebrow. “Well, aren’t you?”
Something inside me snapped. And if my child wasn’t sitting in the room, who knows what I would have done.
I turned to Alexa, who still hadn’t spoken.
“And you? You went along with this? Why? You left Jason! So, what the hell do you even want?”
She swallowed.
“I just… Cheryl convinced me that Beverly should know me. That maybe if Jason and I…”
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I took a step closer.
“If you and Jason what? Got back together?” I spat.
She didn’t answer.
I turned back to Cheryl. “I am done with you,” I said, my voice was steady now, deadly calm. “You are never seeing Beverly again.”
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Cheryl smiled, and tucked her hair behind her ear.
“My son will never allow that.”
I gave her a cold, hard smile.
“Oh, we’ll see.”
I scooped Beverly into my arms. She didn’t fight me. But she was confused. And that broke me more than anything else.
As I sat in the car, holding my daughter close, I made a promise.
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No one, absolutely no one, was going to take my daughter from me.
Not Cheryl. Not Alexa.
And if Jason wasn’t on my side when he found out? Then not even him.
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