I Married into a Perfect Family – at My MILs 60th Birthday Dinner, My Husbands Aunt Hugged Me and Whispered, You Have No Idea What They Did to the Last One

Eventually, Veronica stopped pretending. She criticized my cooking, my cleaning, my priorities. She said Andrew deserved better than frozen dinners and a wife who was always busy. Andrew nodded. Sometimes he repeated her words to me later, framed as concern.

I lasted a year.

Then came her birthday dinner. Same house. Same laughter. After dessert, Veronica stood, arm around Andrew, and toasted him. She wished him children soon. Wished him a wife who understood her place. A wife who stopped acting single. The room went quiet. Everyone looked at me. Andrew gave me a warning glance.

And something inside me finally settled.

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