At My Dad’s Funeral, My Stepmom Leaned In for a Final Kiss and Saw Him Blink

I walked into the kitchen and froze.

Veronica was standing at the counter with Dad’s nightly vitamin drink in front of her.

She had a small vial in her hand, and as I watched through the doorway, she uncapped it and tipped it into the glass.

She stirred it carefully, then set the vial back in her pocket.

I stepped back before she could see me, my heart racing.

Maybe it was his medication. Maybe I was overreacting.

But the way she’d hidden that vial so quickly… it didn’t feel innocent.

I started paying closer attention after that.

And that’s when things got worse.

Dad started fainting. It happened in the bathroom, then at the dinner table, and once in the driveway while he was getting the mail.

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