I had my son when I was eighteen. Although I was rather young, he became my world. His father left us the moment he learned I was expecting so I was left to raise him all by myself.

And then, I met Ethan. He became an important part of my and Liam’s life.

I was over the moon whenever I saw how Ethan treated my baby, as though he was his biological father. That’s when I knew Ethan was the one.

Soon after, we tied the knot.

Some time after our wedding, we decided to go to the so much-anticipated honeymoon. Ethan said that while we were away, his mother, Angela, would take care of Liam.

Honestly, I didn’t feel at ease leaving my son with her, but Ethan insisted. He assured me his mother loved my son, and I finally agreed.

However, four days into our trip, I received a call from Liam, who was 6 at the time.

“Mom, don’t do this to me,” he choked out. My heart stopped. “What do you mean, honey? Are you okay?”

That’s when he told me that my MIL told him I would give him away if he doesn’t behave.

He was scared, thinking I left him for good.

I tried to explain to him it wasn’t going to happen, but Liam was disturbed and couldn’t stop crying.

It didn’t take long before I asked Ethan to pack. We were returning home.
When I told him what had happened, he refused to believe that his mom would ever do such a thing.

But Liam was telling the truth. When we confronted Angela, she said that fear built character, so what if she threatened my son that I was going to give him up for adoption.

She didn’t understand how her words impacted my son in a negative way.

I was done with that woman. I took Liam and b