My Son Invited Me to His Engagement Party, Then Introduced Me to the Woman Who Ruined My Marriage!

“I always would,” I said. “Congratulations.”

He seemed different—steadier, more sure of himself.

“Come meet her,” he said.

The apartment was full—string lights, overlapping conversations, loud music. He guided me through the crowd toward the windows.

“Alice,” he said, smiling. “This is my mom.”

She turned around.

And the world tilted.

The same eyes.
The same mouth.
The same familiar sweep of hair over one shoulder.

For a moment, I was back in my bedroom four years earlier—frozen in that unbearable silence.

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