Death and the Madness That Follows
I had always shared a perfect relationship with my mother-in-law, Betsy Dutton. We were the model pair of a wealthy family. She and my father-in-law, Rourke Dutton had been childhood sweethearts, their bond seemingly unbreakable.
But one day, she told me something that changed my entire perception of them.Ā
She clutched my hand and tears were streaming down her face. āNaomi,ā she sobbed, āyour father-in-lawā¦ heās been keeping a mistress. They even have a child together!
āFor over ten years, Iāve been in the dark, made into a laughingstock!ā
My throat tightened, and I couldnāt hold back my own confession.Ā
āMom, actuallyā¦ Julius is no better. He bought a whole apartment building for his mistress!ā
We wept in each otherās arms, our heartbreak spilling out in waves.Ā
After what felt like an eternity, she sniffled and straightened herself. āMen are utterly unreliable creatures!ā
āIām done with that old man, Naomi!ā
I gripped her hand tightly. āMom, wherever you go, Iāll follow. Iām done with Julius, too!ā