A Picture-Perfect Start
The first few months as a family were everything I could have hoped for. Lucas warmed up to me quickly, calling me “Mom” before I dared to expect it. We bonded over bedtime stories, school projects, and learning to make his favorite mac and cheese just right. Life felt almost perfect—until one night when Lucas whispered something that sent a chill down my spine.
“You know, my real mom still lives here,” he said solemnly as I tucked him into bed.
I smiled and brushed it off as childhood imagination, reassuring him that his mom was always in his heart. But the intensity in his eyes lingered, leaving me unsettled.
The Unexplained Begins
Soon after, odd occurrences around the house began to pile up. Toys I had tidied reappeared in the exact spots I’d moved them from. Kitchen cabinets were mysteriously rearranged overnight. And then there was Irene’s photograph—I had discreetly moved it to a less prominent spot, only to find it back in its original place the next morning, perfectly dusted.
I mentioned the strange happenings to Ben one evening. He chuckled, brushing it off as my imagination, but the flicker of discomfort in his eyes made me wonder if he was hiding something.
“Mom Says You Shouldn’t Touch Her Things”
The unease grew when Lucas, while working on a puzzle, leaned close and whispered, “Mom says you shouldn’t touch her things.” His words felt like a direct warning. I tried to remain calm, but inside, my mind raced. Could it really just be a grieving child’s imagination?
The Discovery in the Attic
That night, curiosity got the better of me. While Ben slept, I climbed into the attic to search through Irene’s belongings. Among old photos and letters, I noticed some items seemed freshly disturbed. Then, I spotted a small, hidden door behind a stack of boxes.
Opening it revealed a narrow, dimly lit room—and sitting on the bed was a woman I immediately recognized from Irene’s photographs.
“You’re Emily, Ben’s sister,” I stammered.
Emily’s expression shifted from surprise to eerie calm. “I’m sorry. You weren’t supposed to find out this way,” she said.
Emily explained she had been living in the attic for three years. After Irene’s passing, she had struggled with mental health issues, and Ben had allowed her to stay, hoping to protect her and Lucas from the truth. She admitted to speaking with Lucas, weaving stories about his mother to comfort him, inadvertently making him believe Irene’s spirit lingered in the house.
Confronting Ben
I confronted Ben, furious and heartbroken. “Lucas thinks his mother is still alive because of Emily!” I exclaimed.
Ben, visibly shaken, admitted he had been trying to protect everyone. “Emily refused to get help after Irene died. I didn’t know how to handle it, and I was afraid you’d leave if you found out,” he confessed.