It was supposed to be a joyful celebration, my 34th birthday, but my ex-mother-in-law, Helen, had other plans. After my divorce from her son Ryan, she had been relentless in her pursuit to get us back together. But I was determined to move on and had found love again with Kevin.
On my special day, I received a mysterious gift box from Helen, adorned with a gold ribbon and a sweet note. But, my excitement was short-lived. As I opened the box, a dozen rats scurried out, sending me and my kids screaming for help.
I called 911, and the police arrived promptly, only to inform me that animal control was needed to remove the rodents. I was horrified and demanded that Helen be held accountable for her twisted gift.
With the police, I confronted Helen, who initially denied any involvement. But, when faced with the evidence, she finally admitted to her cruel prank. I was shaken but determined not to let her ruin my day.
Kevin, my loving partner, came to the rescue, and we moved the birthday celebration to my parents’ house. We enjoyed a wonderful barbecue, surrounded by loved ones, and left the chaos behind.
Helen’s actions were a stark reminder of the toxic relationship I had left behind. I was grateful for my newfound love and the support of my family and friends. As for Helen and Ryan, they were a distant memory, a reminder of a chapter in my life that was now closed.
