Lisa finds a questionable text message on her husband’s phone. In an attempt to learn more, she invites the sender over and ends up getting far more than she anticipated.
So, when he was in the shower, my husband David requested me to take his mother’s phone.
Normal things, like constantly answering each other’s phones. I hung up the phone and told David’s mother we would pick her up for her weekend visit the next morning.
However, a message that appeared then completely changed my perspective.
Don’t tell Lisa just yet, please. We’ll do it together.
I felt certain that David was unfaithful to me at that precise moment. David hummed in the shower while I sat there on the side of the bed, listening to the sound of the running water.
My thoughts descended into a horrible realm. I had known David my entire life since we had started dating right out of high school. And all he knew was me. But the idea of him being with someone else infuriated and scared me at the same time.
That evening, following David’s shower, we both relaxed in the living room to watch a movie. However, I was unable to focus on the gunfire from David’s action movie selection.
I informed him, “Honey, I’m going to bed.” “But you can watch the entire film before getting up.”
I then took a step that I never would have taken before. I took a peek at David’s phone. There it was, by his bedside. They were talking about me, but there were no romantic messages, well-laid-out plans for secret meetings, or sly photos. about my place of employment and my leisure activities. And so it continued.
I answered without hesitation.
Visit my place tomorrow at 2:00 p.m. Lisa is scheduled to work.
I was working on my laptop the following day, and I couldn’t get rid of the feeling that something big was going to happen in my life.
I can feel my heart racing when the doorbell rings at my residence at 2:00 p.m. When I opened the door, I saw a woman whose face looked so familiar, but I was unable to identify her.
Her eyes grew wide upon seeing me.
“Are you Lisa?” inquired she. “My name is Gloria.”
Fear took hold. I was baffled as to why I felt so shaken. I should be angry, not scared because this older woman was on our doorstep, even if David was cheating on me with her.
I let her in by holding the door open for her.
She said, “I’m your mother, Lisa.”
As I tried to digest Gloria’s comments, the room began to sway.
I was informed by my parents at a young age that I was adopted. They even took a picture of me when I was quite small, with my biological mother.
I walked to the kitchen and said, “Tell me everything.”
Gloria said, “You were born out of love, Lisa.” However, I was compelled by circumstance to place you for adoption. I was only fifteen when I met your father. We were kids about to become parents. My father declined to give you to me. He was concerned about the impression it might give him.
Gloria held back.
“He took you away in the middle of the night, even though my mother attempted to let me keep you. He drove you to the hospital and dropped you off. It seems like you were born four days ago.
While she was talking, I was quietly preparing hot chocolate in the kitchen.
I was left at a hospital with a picture tucked into my blanket, and that was all I knew about my tale, which I had always wanted to share. There were the words Gloria Manson, 1987 etched on the back.
My comfort food of choice, toast, and hot cocoa, was about halfway consumed when David entered.
He looked at me and murmured, “Oh honey.” “Lisa, I wasn’t sure how to tell you. I have assisted Gloria in getting back in touch with you since she contacted me months ago.
For a while now, David has wanted to tell you about me. I told him over and over not to,” Gloria said. I had to first orient myself. Until the previous evening, he desired to inform you.
That clarified the text.
“What made you two wait for so long?” I inquired.
I felt duped. David was aware for several months. There were just some things that needed to be told right away, even though I understood that he wanted to keep me safe.
Gloria remarked, “I was afraid, Lisa.” “How do you explain to your child that her grandfather took her away when you were hardly even a teenager?”
I took a seat back and tried to analyze my feelings.
I said, “There was a picture of you.” It was given to me. When I turned sixteen, my mother presented it to me, but I had no idea what to do with it.
Gloria remarked, “I’ve watched you from a distance.” “I learned a little bit about you from my father, and I got to know you through the hospital.”
Gloria’s speech conveyed her desire to be involved in my life.
She said, “I understand if you’re confused or angry.” However, I had to let you know the reality. If you want to learn more about me, I’m here.
I lost all of my fury at that point. I had always yearned for a relationship with my birth mother, even though I felt duped.
And here it was, the chance just begging for my seizing.
Gloria was welcomed into our family a year ago today. It’s not an issue for me that I’ve learned that my biological father, who lives in South Korea with his family, doesn’t want anything to do with Gloria or me.
All I can say is that I’m happy my parents let Gloria get to know us all. Regarding David, how are things going? Being married to a man who constantly wants to protect me makes me extremely happy.
Would you check your partner’s phone without knowing what you could find?