When my 5-year-old daughter, Lily, handed me her letter to Santa, I expected the usual toys, but her final wish made my stomach drop: “I want Grandma to play with me, not with Dad.” Lily then told me about hearing Grandma and Jeff in our bedroom while she was asleep, making me question my marriage.
I noticed strange things: Mom visiting more when I wasn’t home and Jeff’s sudden back pain, but it was the lavender massage oil I found that made me suspicious. When Lily mentioned Grandma visiting on Tuesdays, I decided to confront them.
I came home early one day and found Mom massaging Jeff’s back. They both looked startled, and Mom explained she was training to be a massage therapist and Jeff was helping her practice. I felt relieved and embarrassed.
That Christmas, we celebrated new beginnings. Mom announced she was enrolling in massage therapy school, and Lily got her kitchen set. I felt grateful for the love and trust that kept our family strong.
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