Alex and I have been wed for five years. We resided at his parents’ house for the first year of our marriage. However, we have been living apart ever since we purchased our own place.
But despite everything, my mother-in-law kept coming to see us, always without warning. She always brought little boxes for my husband when she visited.
He would always withdraw to his room for a while after receiving them. I never found out what was inside from him. I respected his personal space at first, but eventually my curiosity overcame me. I was anxious to see what was inside.
When my mother-in-law visited one day, I observed that there was a slight tension in the air. She even made it quite plain to me that I should never find out what was in the boxes. That’s when I decided it was time to find out more.
I had to find out what those enigmatic boxes contained this time. I was astonished by what I discovered.
At last, I made the decision to pry into my husband’s affairs in order to find out what he was hiding out of jealousy.
The next day, while he was at the gym, I seized the opportunity.
I wondered what might be in the little box he had received a few days prior, so I took it.
My heart constricted when I opened it.
There were numerous pictures within. but not pictures of a happy marriage or of us.
Instead, there were images of a young boy with bright eyes.
Although he looked familiar, I was unable to identify him.
I looked at the pictures from all sides.
Then, when I saw how much the child in the photos resembled Alex, I felt a wave of fear.
At that point, everything began to make sense to me.
Everything was explained by the fact that Alex had a child.
The way he would retreat to his room, his solitude, the hidden visits from my mother-in-law.
Now it all made sense, but why had he not told me the truth?
