Paige, a dedicated career woman, came home from a business trip to overhear her husband, Victor, and their four-year-old son, Mason, discussing a secret. Victor told Mason not to share what he’d seen with Paige, as it would “make her sad.” This unnerved Paige, but she brushed it off, assuming it was something minor.
After more business travel, Paige noticed a small but strange detail in a photo Victor sent — a pair of unfamiliar, high-end shoes in their living room. She shrugged it off at first, but doubt crept in. When she returned home, she caught Victor in bed with another woman, and Mason’s earlier words, “Mommy, don’t go in there; you’ll be sad,” now made devastating sense.
Victor tried to blame Paige’s busy career for his infidelity, arguing he needed “human contact.” Heartbroken and realizing the weight her son had carried in keeping this secret, Paige confronted her marriage’s painful reality. Supported by her family, she asked Victor to leave, choosing to divorce and rebuild her life for her and Mason.
Through it all, Paige resolved to prioritize her own and her son’s well-being, even amid the pain of betrayal.
We moved into an old house and discovered an ancient safe in the basement — what we found inside completely changed our lives
When Fiona, Derek, and their son, Ethan, inherit a house in a new state, they jump at the opportunity for a fresh start. But during their renovations, they discover an old safe in the basement. However, their lives change forever when Ethan discovers the key to the safe.
Growing up, we were never the wealthy type. My family was pretty average, dealing with the usual stuff that people seem to juggle: credit card bills, loans, and relying heavily on paychecks just to make ends meet.
So, when I got a random call one day saying we’d inherited a house in a different state, it felt like something out of a movie.
The house belonged to my grandpa’s brother, a man we were never particularly close with. But he had passed away, and to our surprise, he left us his house in his will.
“We’ve been waiting for a new start, Fiona,” my husband, Derek, said. “I think we should take it and just start a new chapter. Ethan is starting high school, so it’s the perfect time to switch schools anyway.”
“I agree,” I said, already thinking about looking for a new job that wouldn’t leave me so stressed out. I needed to get some of my joy back. Recently, all I had been doing was working to make ends meet.
Derek was doing the same thing.
We were tired.
This new house could be exactly what we needed. It wasn’t anything fancy. It was a charming old property that had seen better days but was spacious and tucked away in a quiet neighborhood.
The idea of starting fresh, with no rent or mortgage hanging over our heads, was too good to pass up. So, we packed up our lives, crossed state lines, and moved in.
“I’m excited, Mom,” Ethan said. “I think I needed a change of scenery from town as well. I didn’t really want to go to high school with the same people I’d known since I was five years old.”
When we first arrived, the house was as expected. It was old, creaky, and full of charm but needed a little TLC.
“We’ll make it a home, Fiona,” Derek said, already going on about new flooring.
A few weeks in, Derek was already planning to replace some floorboards, and I was determined to breathe new life into the dusty old kitchen.
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