After numerous theories and speculations regarding Kate Middleton’s health and a recent photo of her taken by TMZ, she and William shared a photo of the Princess and her three children on Mother’s Day.
Judging from the photo, Kate is indeed doing well after her surgery in January.
She poses on the patio with Prince George, Princess Charlotte, and Prince Louis surround her. They are all smiling and look absolutely adorable.
“Thank you for your kind wishes and continued support over the last two months. Wishing everyone a Happy Mother’s Day,” the caption on the Prince and Princess of Wales’ official Instagram account read. It was signed “C,” meaning Kate herself had written it.
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As expected, the photo was shared worldwide and was picked up but every single media outlet out there.
The comments under the photo came pouring in with a great number of people wishing Kate a speedy recovery.
According to some royal experts, Kate opted to post a photo in order to put a stop to the speculations surrounding her surgery and her recovery.
“They [Kensington Palace] are trying to send a clear message to both the public and the press to respect Kate’s privacy on this medical matter,” royal historian Kate Williams said. “What they’re trying to say is Kate is recovering, she’s fine, no more worries, no more panic, no more speculation.”
She added: “I think the last thing they [Kensington Palace] want is for her to feel she can’t go out and walk in case she’s going to be photographed.”
Shortly after the photo of the happy family was released, some started questioning its authenticity because as they claimed, the photo was obviously edited.
“Professional photographer here. Look closely at Princess Charlotte’s wrist. This is what happens when you composite layers in Photoshop. I’m not speculating on why the photo was edited like this, but it’s weird,” portrait photographer Martin Bamford wrote on X.
Some edit fails, as noticed by experts, were Princess Charlotte’s missing sleeve and blurred skirt and Kate’s misplaced zip.
Others noticed that Kate wasn’t wearing her ring and her hand around Louis was “blurry.” Her wrist and jumper sleeve were also manipulated by photoshop according to many, as well as her chin.
“The more you look at this, the worse it gets. the hands, the fact some parts are so blurry and some so sharp, the way Charlotte is apparently balancing in that position, there is literally a crease in the step, the reflection in the window doesn’t match,” one user wrote on X.
“Not really kept up with this whole conspiracy theory, but this photo is SOO DODGY two of their hands look very weird as if they’re AI generated, and the girls arm has 100% been photoshopped and her skirt also looks weird as f— as well?” another user added, continuing, “but if it’s a real photo – *why* would they edit it so much and so badly? they’re not stupid they would’ve seen all the rumours going about, releasing an awfully edited photo only fuels them.”
Shortly after, The Associated Press, Reuters, Getty Images, and Agence France-Presse all decided to issue “kill notices,” which are advisory notices to remove or not use a specific photo.
“It appears that the source has manipulated the image,” the Associated Press notification read.
They also released a statement, saying, “The Associated Press initially published the photo, which was issued by Kensington Palace. The AP later retracted the image because at closer inspection, it appears that the source had manipulated the image in a way that did not meet AP’s photo standards. The photo shows an inconsistency in the alignment of Princess Charlotte’s left hand.”
Speaking to GB News, Dr Hany Farid, a professor of computer sciences, said the work on Princess Charlotte’s sleeve looked like a “bad Photoshop job.”
“I clearly see what is being referenced here, with respect to her sleeve. It looks like a bad Photoshop job. I know we talk a lot about AI lately but it is still possible to use traditional photo-editing tools,” Farid said. “What you would be worried about here is if Kate wasn’t in this photo and had been digitally inserted. This would be a dramatic manipulation.”
On top of that, Kate not wearing ring fueled the rumors that something isn’t right between her and William.
Kate’s office decided to respond to the rumors by issuing a statement in which they explain that the reason why the Princess doesn’t have the ring on her finger is that she’s at home. They further added that it was William himself who took the photo.
Although the Palace didn’t comment on the edited photo, Kate herself decided to explain why the image had “flaws.”
On her and William’s official X account, she wrote, “Like many amateur photographers, I do occasionally experiment with editing. I wanted to express my apologies for any confusion the family photograph we shared yesterday caused. I hope everyone celebrating had a very happy Mother’s Day. C.”
Kensington Palace has later confirmed it “would not be reissuing the original unedited photograph of Kate and her children.”
According to royal expert Katie Nicholl, the Palace would be under much pressure following the issue with the photo.
“What’s so major in all of this is that four international picture agencies have killed this image. That’s really rare,” Nicholl said.
“I can’t think of a a time since I’ve been doing this job for the best part of 15 years where a royal image has been recalled. So that’s highly unusual. It might force Kensington Palace’s hand.”
On top of the pressure she faces, Kate now has to deal with another “problem” that’s giving her headaches, her uncle’s participation in the reality show Celebrity Big Brother. Since entering the house, he spoke of his niece on several occasions and opened up about Harry and Meghan, too.
“Clearly, whatever’s happened to Catherine, she’s probably feeling fragile – mentally as well. To have a serious setback like this at the prime of your life, it must knock your confidence, and so she’ll be fragile at this stage in her recovery and to have this thrown at her. She must just be thinking, ‘Why, why, why did Uncle Gary have to do this? ‘I imagine she’s thoroughly depressed about it,” royal expert Jennie Bond told the Mirror.
“I think that Gary comes from a good place in his heart. If he talks about her it’s – in his view – to give her side of the story, give her a mouth, a voice, when he knows she can’t off the back of allegations made of her,” Bond added.
“But I think it’s the last thing she’d want – if Catherine or William want to say anything, they will say it. They don’t need anyone else to, least of all someone within their own family – and they don’t have that strong connection anyway.”
We Played a Game Answering Calls and Texts with Family on Thanksgiving — I Accidentally Exposed My Husband’s Second Family
What started as a playful Thanksgiving game turned into Mary’s worst nightmare. When a mysterious text on her husband Emmett’s phone mentioned a daughter she’d never heard of, Mary’s world spiraled. Her investigation uncovers a shocking double life—a second family, complete with a wife and teenage daughter.
Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday. There’s something magical about gathering the people you love the most, laughing over turkey and stuffing and spilled gravy, and sharing stories that never seem to grow old.
This year, my family decided to try something a little different: a phone game we’d seen in a movie.
A Thanksgiving dinner | Source: Midjourney
The rules were simple.
Everyone placed their phones in the center of the table, and whenever one buzzed, the person whose turn it was would answer or read the message aloud. It sounded harmless and hilarious, and you know, just a way to spice up the evening.
My husband, Emmett, and I have been married for 25 years. He’s tall and broad-shouldered, with salt-and-pepper hair and a charming smile that’s disarmed me since the day we met on our college campus.
A smiling man | Source: Midjourney
I’ve been a little plain compared to him, with my curly brown hair that rarely cooperates and a fondness for sweaters that my kids tease me about.
Emmett, with his tailored shirts and polished shoes, always seemed to be the one who turned heads.
That night, the table was buzzing with energy as we piled our phones into the center and took turns reading texts aloud. When Emmett’s phone buzzed during my turn, I grabbed it with a laugh, expecting something mundane, like a work email or a reminder about a bill.
A smiling woman | Source: Midjourney
Instead, the screen displayed a message that made my blood run cold.
Don’t forget, on Thursday, we’re moving Eliza’s things for her performance. Excited for our daughter’s premiere, Em!
I froze.
Daughter?
A lit screen on a phone | Source: Midjourney
We didn’t have a daughter named Eliza. There was no performance on Thursday, nor any premieres that I knew of. I stared at the message, my stomach churning.
But everyone was watching, waiting for me to share the text. My palms were sweating, and my pulse was racing. I wanted to scream.
Thinking fast, I scrolled to an older, innocuous text about a phone bill and read it aloud instead.
A woman sitting at a table | Source: Midjourney
“Looks like we need to update the plan on this number, babe,” I said, forcing a smile.
“Damn, I was hoping Emmett would get something juicy!” his brother, Jacob, laughed.
The table laughed together for a moment, and the game continued, but I was spiraling inside.
A man sitting at a table and laughing | Source: Midjourney
Why would Emmett be so careless? I remembered him fumbling with his phone earlier, mumbling something about needing to call a client.
“I’ll be back in a second, Mary. I just need to sort this out quickly—it’s about a meeting for next week. Plate up for the kids though,” he had said.
At the time, I hadn’t thought twice. Maybe he’d been too distracted to realize how risky this game was.
A man using his phone | Source: Midjourney
That night, I barely slept. Every single time I closed my eyes, I saw the words from that text.
Daughter? Performance?
My mind raced with so many questions. Who was Eliza? What was Emmett hiding?
Who was Emmett hiding?
And why?
A woman laying in bed | Source: Midjourney
The next morning, while Emmett was out walking Lila, our dog, before heading off to work, I found the address attached to the follow-up text message. It was all the details about the performance.
Picking up my notebook, I took down the address and the number belonging to a woman named Alice.
Then, I got into my car and punched it in. According to my GPS, the address led to a school theater in a nearby town. I didn’t want to drive there — not yet.
A notebook and phone on a table | Source: Midjourney
But soon, I’d know the truth. Thursday would come. Soon.
Instead, I went to work.
I felt beyond ridiculous pulling into the parking lot on Thursday evening, but curiosity and suspicion firmly had their claws in me. Inside the theater, the dim lights illuminated a stage where a teenage girl, around 16, was performing a ballet solo.
A girl performing a ballet routine | Source: Midjourney
She had long, dark hair tied back in a neat bun, and her confidence radiated from the stage.
My breath caught when the music stopped, and she bowed. She looked just like Emmett.
In the audience, I spotted him sitting beside a woman holding a bouquet of flowers. They both looked proud, their smiles glowing as they watched their girl perform.
As if I could hear it, my heart cracked open in my chest.
A woman holding a bouquet of roses | Source: Midjourney
When the performance ended and Emmett stepped away, I forced myself to approach the woman. My legs felt like lead, but my voice was steady when I spoke.
“Hello, I’m Emmett’s wife, Mary,” I said.
Her face went pale immediately, the color drained from her face before I could blink.
“Excuse me, what?” she gasped.
A woman holding a bouquet of roses | Source: Midjourney
It turns out that this was Alice, and she and Emmett had been married for 20 years.
20 years.
She had no idea about me or our family.
“He told me that work was demanding, Mary. He made it known when we met years ago. I didn’t question it because a job is a job, and it’s important, you know? I also wasn’t working at the time, so Emmett was supporting me. How could I question his job when I didn’t have one?”
I was silent for a moment.
A man in a suit | Source: Midjourney
“He said that the holidays were the worst for him. I never thought to question it.”
Neither had I.
Whenever Emmett mentioned work or business meetings, I didn’t ask anything beyond where he was staying and when he’d be back. Then, I would help him pack his clothes and pack enough snacks for his trip.
Look at my life now…
Containers of food on a counter | Source: Midjourney
The next day, Alice and I met at a coffee shop. We pieced together Emmett’s double life over matcha lattes neither of us finished.
We learned that he had been moving Alice and their daughter, Eliza, closer to his “primary residence” while claiming work required him to travel frequently.
He’d built two entire lives — one with me and our three children, and another with Alice and Eliza.
Lattes on a table | Source: Midjourney
Alice was petite with short, caramel-colored hair and kind eyes, but there was an edge of hurt and anger in her gaze that mirrored my own.
I could see her hesitation when we first sat down, as if she wasn’t sure whether to trust me.
“I almost didn’t come, Mary,” she admitted. “I wasn’t sure if you were part of this… scheme. I know it sounds so bad, but nothing feels real anymore.”
A woman sitting in a coffee shop | Source: Midjourney
I sighed, nodding.
“I understand exactly what you mean,” I said. “But trust me, I’ve been in the dark as much as you… Do you know that last night, when I sat across from him at dinner, he looked so unfamiliar? It was like I hadn’t seen him before.”
She nodded.
“But I think we both deserve answers and justice.”
A woman sitting in a coffee shop | Source: Midjourney
She nodded again, and from that moment, Alice and I were allies.
Over the next few weeks, Alice and I stayed in touch, sharing more details and uncovering more lies than we had ever thought possible.
We realized that we weren’t just two victims of Emmett’s deceit — we were the heads of two families connected by his betrayal.
A woman talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney
“The most difficult part is coming, Mary,” Alice told me on the phone one day.
“I know. Telling the kids is going to be… devastating.”
And sure enough, getting our kids involved was the hardest part. My grown children — Mark, 23, Cami, 21, and Jenelle, 18 — were furious and confused.
Jenelle cried for days; suddenly, she wasn’t the last born. Suddenly, she wasn’t the apple of her father’s eye.
An upset girl | Source: Midjourney
Mark paced the living room, constantly cursing Emmett’s name. Cami was the only one who remained nonchalant.
“What do you want me to say, Mom?” she asked when I went into her bedroom to check on her. “The others have always been closer to Dad. I’m just the middle child.”
“I want you to tell me how you feel, darling,” I said.
An angry young man | Source: Midjourney
“I don’t… care. It’s disgusting that he did this to you and Alice. What self-respecting man does this to two women? Two families? I don’t care what he does, but he’s not my father anymore.”
Alice’s daughter, Eliza, was blindsided, and her teenage world came crumbling down at her feet. It turned out that she and Emmett were really close. She couldn’t take the heartbreak when she discovered the truth.
Eventually, after long conversations and reassurances, we convinced the kids to join us for a joint “celebration” under the guise of blending families.
A nonchalant young woman | Source: Midjourney
Emmett arrived at the restaurant, unaware of what awaited him. When he stepped into the room, his confident stride faltered. His face twisted as his gaze darted between me, Alice, and our children, all standing together.
“Your deceit ends today, Emmett. We all deserve better. You’re pathetic.”
Emmett stammered, his usual charisma failing him for once.
“I can… explain,” he began.
The interior of a restaurant | Source: Midjourney
“No, you’re a horrible excuse for a father and husband, and we’re not interested in your excuses,” Mark said.
Emmett sputtered, attempting to spin a tale about “complicated feelings” and wanting to “keep everyone happy,” but the united strength of both families left him speechless.
In the weeks that followed, Alice and I worked together to untangle the mess Emmett left behind. We sought legal counsel to address any and all financial matters, ensuring our families’ futures were secure.
A lawyer sitting at her desk | Source: Midjourney
Unsurprisingly, Emmett tried to fight back. He claimed he’d acted out of love and that it was fine to love more than one person. But honestly, going the legal route was the best we could have done. His bank statements, travel logs, and more left him with little ground to stand on.
Ultimately, he slunk away, defeated.
My kids struggled to process the betrayal—Cami too, although she pretended she was fine. I spent many sleepless nights sitting on my window seat, questioning everything I thought I knew.
A man standing in a hallway with suitcases | Source: Midjourney
Therapy helped a bit, as did Alice’s support. Eliza and Jenelle worked through their pain together. Over time, Alice and I built a strong friendship — one silver lining in an otherwise dark cloud.
Our children, despite the strange circumstances, began forming sibling-like bonds. They leaned on each other, finding strength in their shared pain.
Thanksgiving will never be the same.
But we’ve created new traditions, ones rooted in honesty and mutual respect. Emmett’s betrayal shattered our families, but in the aftermath, we found something unexpected: a new family.
A smiling older woman | Source: Midjourney
What would you have done?
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