A married woman comes to her neighbor’s rescue and helps her home-deliver her baby, only to discover that the father of the child is her own husband.
Sarah Harper had known Erica Vernon for over six years. The Vernons had moved in next door the same week as Sarah and her husband Kieran — both couples were newlyweds and they’d fallen into an easy friendship.
But within a year or two, Sarah realized the Vernons were in trouble. Lester Vernon seemed to be jealous and suspicious and made his poor wife’s life a living hell. Sarah pitied Erica, who was as faithful to her husband as she was to Kieran — or so Sarah thought.
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Things became more and more unpleasant as time went on. The screaming fights from next door became more and more raucous, and the two couples stopped going out together.
Sarah would often see Erica looking weepy and unhappy, and even though Lester was always pleasant and polite to Sarah, he never gave her a chance to speak up for her friend.
One day Sarah ran into Lester at the supermarket and decided to take the bull by the horns. “Lester,” she said carefully, “I know it’s none of my business but I hate to see you two so unhappy. Have you thought about couple’s counseling? Erica loves you so much…”
Lester looked at her for a long moment, then he said, “Listen, Sarah, if I were you I wouldn’t defend Erica. You think she’s your friend, but she isn’t.” And with that, Lester turned his back and walked away.
Just three weeks later, Lester walked out on Erica, and Sarah was horrified to discover that her friend was three months pregnant. “But Erica, did you tell him?” Sarah asked.
The truth always comes out in the most unexpected ways.
Erica couldn’t stop crying. “I did, Sarah, but he said it wasn’t his, that I’d been cheating! I can’t have this baby on my own, I can’t!”
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Sarah raised her chin resolutely. “You won’t be! I promise you, Kieran, and I will be with you every step of the way!” Erica threw her arms around Sarah, sobbing with gratitude.
That evening, Sarah told Kieran what was happening next door. “I told poor Erica that we’d be with her, help her through her pregnancy.”
Kieran didn’t look the least bit thrilled. “Honestly Sarah, I wish you wouldn’t be so impulsive! It’s a huge responsibility, and I don’t even know that woman that well!”
“We’ve been living next door to her for six years, Kieran!” Sarah exclaimed. “She’s my best friend and I thought you liked her!”
“Not really,” Kieran said. “She’s OK, I guess, but she’s always been more your friend than mine.”
“Oh honey,” Sarah said tenderly, wrapping her arms around her husband’s neck and kissing him. “Please be nice to the poor girl, she has no one!” Cunningly, Sarah nibbled at the side of her husband’s neck, at a sensitive area he called his ‘lucky bump.’
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“You minx,” Kieran growled. “You always know how to convince me!”
Sarah giggled and gave the ‘lucky bump’ a lick. “Your mom told me it’s the Harper men’s only weakness and I’d better take full advantage!” The rest of the evening ended in love-making, and Kieran agreed to help Erica as much as they could.
So it was Sarah who accompanied Erica to all her doctor’s appointments and her scans, to the nutritionist and to the Lamaze classes, and even to the natural childbirth course that promised to have mom and helpers ready to usher the baby into the world without medical help.
“Not that I intend to have this baby anywhere but a hospital with lots of painkillers!” Erica said. “But it’s good to be prepared!”
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And it was a good thing too because one afternoon Erica phoned Sarah gasping. “Sarah, I think it’s time!” she cried. Sarah rushed over immediately and was shocked to find her friend in a pool of liquid.
“Your water has broken!” Sarah cried. “I’m calling the hospital.”
The hospital advised her that it would be at least half an hour if not more before the ambulance could be with them, so Sarah made Erica as comfortable as possible.
She noticed that Erica’s contractions were closer and closer together… She peeked and saw to her horror that the baby’s head was crowning! “Erica,” she cried, “the baby’s coming!”
“He can’t!” Erica screamed, clutching at her belly. “It’s supposed to take hours!”
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“Well,” Sarah said. “Ready or not, he’s on his way!” And she ran to get hot water, a warm blanket, scissors, and some cord. Kneeling by Erica’s spread knees, Sarah encouraged her to push.
Sarah watched breathlessly as the baby emerged from Erica’s straining body. She tenderly caught it and laid it on the soft blanket while she tied off and cut the umbilical cord — just like they had taught her at the natural childbirth class.
Then Sarah picked up the baby. “It’s a boy!” she cried to the exhausted Erica. “A beautiful, perfect baby boy!” Sarah started wiping the baby down gently, and she discovered that the baby wasn’t quite perfect.
On the side of his neck was a small hard bump, a familiar bump. A ‘lucky bump.’ Looking down at the tiny innocent creature in her hands Sarah suddenly understood it all.
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“Lester…” she whispered. “Lester was right, wasn’t he, Erica? You were having an affair and it was with my husband.”
Erica gasped and tried to sit up. “Oh no, Sarah, never…”
“Don’t lie to me, I have the proof right here!” Sarah said raising the baby in her hands.
“Don’t hurt him!” screamed Erica. “Yes, he’s Kieran’s. We’ve been lovers for six years, I’ll tell you anything you want, but don’t hurt my baby!”
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“I would never hurt your baby, Erica,” Sarah said scornfully. “I’m not like you. I don’t destroy other people’s happiness.” Sarah put the baby in Erica’s arms and left her to wait for the ambulance on her own.
That night, when Kieran arrived home, he found the house empty and silent. Sarah left him without a word and filed for divorce. It took her a long time to learn to trust again, but a few years later Sarah met a wonderful man and remarried.
She is a happy woman, and she and her husband are now expecting their second baby.
What can we learn from this story?
- Sometimes the people we trust the most are the ones who betray us. Sarah never imagined that her best friend and her husband were betraying her.
- The truth always comes out in the most unexpected ways. Kieran and Erica never imagined the baby would have an inherited defect that would betray their cheating.
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I Installed a Hidden Camera After My Daughter Started Behaving Strangely
Mothers have instincts, and mine was screaming at me that something was wrong. My daughter, Beverly, had started acting differently, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that my mother-in-law, Cheryl, had something to do with it. Desperate for answers, I installed a hidden camera—and what I uncovered shattered my world. Lies, manipulation, and betrayal ran deeper than I ever imagined.
A Seemingly Innocent Offer
Life had been running smoothly, or so I thought. My husband, Jason, and I worked full-time, and our four-year-old daughter, Beverly, was thriving at daycare. Then, out of the blue, Cheryl made an offer that seemed too generous to refuse.
“Why don’t I take Beverly on Wednesdays?” she suggested over dinner. “It’ll give her a break from daycare and allow us to bond. It’ll be good!”
Cheryl and I had never been particularly close. She had always been polite, but there was an unspoken tension between us. Still, she was family, and I wanted to believe she was acting in good faith.
At first, everything seemed fine.
But then, Beverly started changing before my eyes.
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Strange Behavior Begins
It started with little things.
“I only want to eat with Daddy, Grandma, and her friend today,” she said one evening, pushing away the meal I had prepared.
My stomach tightened. “Who’s Grandma’s friend, sweetheart?”
She just smiled secretively and sipped her juice.
Then came the bedtime whisper that made my blood run cold.
“Mommy, why don’t you like our friend?”
My gut clenched. “Who told you that?”
She hesitated before saying something too rehearsed for a four-year-old. “Our friend is part of the family, Mommy. You just don’t see it yet.”
A shiver ran down my spine. Something was happening—something I couldn’t see.
A Gut Feeling I Couldn’t Ignore
The next time Cheryl visited, I casually brought it up.
“Has Beverly made any new friends? At daycare, maybe? She keeps talking about someone.”
Cheryl barely looked up from her coffee. “Oh, you know how kids are. Always making up imaginary friends.”
Her voice was too smooth. My gut told me she was lying.
That night, I made a decision I never thought I’d have to make.
I installed a hidden camera in the living room.
By lunchtime on Wednesday, my hands were trembling as I checked the footage.
At first, everything seemed normal. Bev played with her dolls while Cheryl sipped tea.
Then, Cheryl glanced at her watch.
“Bev, sweetheart, are you ready? Our friend will be here any minute now!”
My heart pounded.
“Yes, Gran! I love her! Do you think she’ll play with my hair again?”
Her.
Cheryl beamed. “If you ask her nicely, I’m sure she will. And you remember, right? What we don’t tell Mommy?”
Bev’s voice was impossibly sweet. “Yes. Not a word to Mom.”
My stomach dropped.
Then, the doorbell rang.
Cheryl smoothed her clothes and opened the door.
And I saw her.
Jason’s ex-wife, Alexa, stepped inside.
The Shocking Truth Unfolds
Beverly ran straight into her arms.
I don’t remember grabbing my keys. I don’t remember the drive home. One moment I was watching my world fall apart on my phone screen, the next, I was storming into my house.
There they were—Cheryl, Alexa, and my daughter—sitting together like some twisted little family reunion.
Alexa turned to me, startled. “Oh. Hi, Martha. I didn’t expect you home so soon.”
She said it casually, as if she belonged here and I didn’t.
“What the hell is she doing here?” I demanded.
Beverly looked up, confused. “Mommy, why are you ruining the union?”
Union? Reunion? I didn’t understand.
Cheryl sighed, as if all of this was exhausting for her. “You always were a bit slow, Martha.”
“What union? What is my child talking about?”
Alexa shifted uncomfortably. “Look, I—”
“Shut up,” I snapped. To my surprise, she did.
Cheryl smirked. “Alexa is the one who was meant to be with Jason. Not you, Martha. You were a mistake. And when Jason realizes it, Beverly should already know where her real family is. Alexa won’t just dump her at daycare. She’ll stay home with her.”
Alexa wouldn’t meet my eyes.
“You manipulated my child, Cheryl! You made her believe I didn’t matter—that we were both replaceable!”
Cheryl raised an eyebrow. “Well, aren’t you?”
Something inside me snapped. If my child hadn’t been in the room, I don’t know what I would have done.
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A Mother’s Vow
I turned to Alexa. “And you? Why? You left Jason! What do you even want?”
She swallowed. “Cheryl convinced me Beverly should know me. That maybe, if Jason and I…”
I took a step forward. “If you and Jason what? Got back together?”
She didn’t answer.
I turned back to Cheryl. “You’re never seeing Beverly again.”
Cheryl tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled. “My son will never allow that.”
I met her gaze, cold and unwavering. “Oh, we’ll see.”
I scooped Beverly into my arms. She didn’t fight me, but she was confused. And that broke me more than anything else.
As I held her close, I made a promise.
No one would take my daughter from me.
Not Cheryl. Not Alexa.
And if Jason wasn’t on my side? Then not even him.
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