My Son Met a Girl Online, and I Knew I Had to End It When I Saw Who She Was – Story of the Day

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I gasped at his words. I couldn’t let this happen! But Scott was already heading back into the house. “You can’t do this!” I shouted after him, but he didn’t even turn around, just went inside.

I gave myself a few minutes to catch my breath. My life could be ruined forever tonight. And not just mine, but everyone in the house. I felt a weight pressing down on my chest.

How could this be happening? I wiped the tears that had streamed down my face and took a deep breath. I had to keep it together. I couldn’t let them see how much this was tearing me apart.

With a final glance at the garden, I went back inside, my mind racing with what I had to do next.

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When I got back, everyone was already sitting at the table, waiting for me. Scott looked very nervous, and I knew why. He was preparing to propose. I sat down, and we started dinner. The silence was heavy.

Scott and I didn’t say a word to each other. Michael tried to make small talk, but his efforts fell flat. No one joined the conversation. Kira looked very awkward, glancing at Scott and then at me. It was clear she felt the tension.

I was just praying for something to happen that would stop this evening and prevent Scott from proposing. Otherwise, I would have to reveal the secret I planned to take to my grave. My mind raced with worry. What could I do to stop this without causing a scene?

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But the dinner went smoothly, and Scott didn’t give any hint of proposing. Maybe my words earlier made him reconsider. I sighed with relief, but it was too early to relax.

I needed to make sure they broke up. My heart ached knowing what I had to do, but I saw no other way.

When dinner ended, Scott and Kira began getting ready to leave. Kira looked at me and said, “Thank you for dinner. Everything was… wonderful.” I knew she felt very awkward because we sat in silence the whole time.

“You’re welcome,” I simply replied, forcing a smile.

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They said their goodbyes and left the house. I noticed Michael had disappeared. Curious, I went to the kitchen and saw him looking out the window.

“What are you doing?” I asked, trying to sound casual.

“Watching our son propose,” Michael replied calmly.

“What?!” I screamed and rushed to the window. My heart stopped when I saw Scott on one knee before Kira, holding a ring box.

“Remember how I proposed to you? We were so happy,” Michael said, reminiscing.

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“No, no, no. I can’t let this happen!” I shouted and ran outside, my heart pounding. “Stop!” I yelled, desperation in my voice. “You… you can’t… get married.”

Scott and Kira looked at me in surprise, their faces filled with confusion.

“Mom, stop it. We’ve already talked about this today, and it’s my—” Scott began, but I interrupted him.

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“You can’t get married! You’re brother and sister!” I blurted out, my hand flying to my mouth in shock.

“WHAT?!” they screamed in unison, their faces pale.

I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. “Come inside, I’ll explain everything,” I said, my voice trembling.

Scott and Kira exchanged glances and followed me into the house. Michael looked at us in surprise, sensing the tension. I sat them all down on the living room couch and took a deep breath. I had to tell them the truth, no matter how painful it was.

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“Twenty-five years ago, Michael was on a voyage,” I began, my voice shaking. “Their ship got caught in a storm, and he was presumed missing. I was devastated because he had just proposed to me before leaving. We were planning our life together.”

Scott and Kira listened intently, their faces full of confusion and concern.

“One night, I got drunk in a bar and spent the night with a stranger,” I continued, my eyes welling up with tears. “A few weeks later, I found out I was pregnant. I didn’t know what to do. I felt so lost and alone.”

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“Three months later, Michael called me. He said he had been washed ashore in another country and had been in a coma, which is why no one could find him. He said he’d be back in six months.”

“I couldn’t bear to lose Michael because I loved him so much. So, when I gave birth, I gave the child up for adoption. It was the hardest decision I’ve ever made. And I never told anyone about this.”

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“It was a girl, and she had the same birthmark on her neck as you, Kira,” I finished my story. Tears streamed down my face the entire time I told them. “I don’t expect you to forgive me for abandoning you,” I added, my voice breaking.

Kira looked at me with wide eyes. “I never felt abandoned. I had a good family, but right now, I feel my life is falling apart,” she said, her voice trembling.

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Scott’s face was red with anger. “I can’t believe this. I can’t believe you hid this all this time. And you didn’t even want to tell us! You just wanted me to break up with Kira so no one would know what you did!” he shouted, his voice echoing in the room.

“I know, I’m sorry,” I said, my tears flowing freely now. I could see the pain in their eyes, and it crushed me.

Scott shook his head, his eyes filled with hurt. “I don’t think something like this can be forgiven,” he said, then turned and left the house. Kira followed him, tears in her eyes.

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I looked at Michael, who had been silent the whole time. “Say something!” I yelled at him, desperate for some support.

Michael’s face was cold. “I’m filing for divorce,” he said quietly, and then he, too, left the house.

I collapsed on the couch and began to cry even harder. In one evening, I lost everyone I cared about. In one evening, my life fell apart. The weight of my actions crushed me, and I didn’t know how I would ever put the pieces back together.

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