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“Yes, son, I’m just keeping your money.”
“Send it all to me, don’t worry.”
When the last clip ended, the room fell silent. My mother-in-law sat frozen, her face pale.
Tears burned in my eyes, but I said nothing. I didn’t need to. The truth spoke for itself.
The Aftermath
A few days later, in front of the whole family, my mother-in-law finally confessed. She admitted that she still had around five hundred thousand pesos left in her personal account. “I kept it,” she said, trembling, “in case I got sick.”
My husband asked her to sign a document returning what remained. She did, tears running down her face.
After the papers were signed, he took my hand. His voice was quiet but full of regret. “Forgive me, Mylene. I should have stood up for you long ago.”
I couldn’t stop crying — not from anger anymore, but from exhaustion and release. For the first time in years, it felt like a weight had lifted from my chest.
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