For three years of marriage, every night, Ethan, her husband, would quietly slip into his mother’s room. At first, Grace thought it was harmless because he just wanted to look after his widowed mother, Mrs. Turner, who had been alone since her husband’s early death. But after a year, Grace’s patience began to wear thin.

Then, one stormy night, driven by an uneasy feeling, she decided to follow him. She slowly opened the door… and froze.

Grace and Ethan had married on a warm spring evening, surrounded by family and laughter. As an only child, Ethan had always been close to his mother. Grace, gentle and caring, easily won Mrs. Turner’s affection. But just a month after their wedding, Grace spotted something strange — every night, after chatting or lying in bed together, Ethan would claim he couldn’t sleep and quietly go to his mother’s room.

At first, Grace didn’t mind. Mrs. Turner dealt with insomnia ever since her husband’s passing and found comfort with someone nearby. But why wouldn’t Ethan let Grace stay with her instead? Why wouldn’t he find medical help?

Months passed, then a year. Grace began to feel painfully alone in her own home. When she confronted Ethan, he only smiled softly.

“Please, honey… Mom’s been alone for so many years. She can only rest when I’m beside her. Just for a little while, okay?”

But “a little while” stretched into years. They still had no children. Some nights, Grace would wake up to faint murmurs behind Mrs. Turner’s locked door – voices, sometimes sobs.

When she asked about it, Ethan only said, “Mom scares easily, so she locks the door to feel safe.”

Her doubt grew heavier. Until that fateful rainy night. Ethan said his usual line — “I’ll examine on Mom for a bit” — and left.

What she saw stunned her.

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