A mother installs a baby monitor in her son’s room to keep an eye on him after she notices him tired and restless all the time – only to discover a sudden movement there that sends shivers down her spine…
“Don’t worry, honey. Everything will be fine. Momma is here,” Alicia whispered as she cradled her son Edduin in her arms. The boy had awoken in the middle of the night and refused to stop wailing.
After a while, Alicia had to move all of her files and laptop from the couch to the front table and sit on the couch with Edduin, singing him a lullaby. That didn’t seem to work for the first 10 minutes, but it did eventually, and Alicia breathed a sigh of relief.
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She gently placed Edduin back in the crib in his room, kissed his forehead, and closed the door quietly so as not to wake him, and returned to work.
“How will I manage everything like this? I wish you were here, John! I miss you!” the woman thought as she proceeded to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee.
Almost a year ago…
When doctors told Alicia Silvers and her husband John that they wouldn’t have children, they decided to travel around the world. Shows at the Sydney Opera House, tranquil beaches in Honolulu, tables and buffets in Las Vegas, and majestic fjords in Bergen.
They were going to schedule a trip to the Bahamas when Alicia discovered that she was pregnant. She and John were overjoyed and returned to their hometown Fayetteville, North Carolina, to celebrate the moment with close friends and neighbors.
Alicia and John were both orphans, and they were raised in foster care. Alicia was a stay-at-home wife, while John worked as the managing director of a firm that made parts for household electronics.
They had all they could have wanted in a happy marriage. They had a wonderful home in a lovely area, they enjoyed each other’s company, and now they had the delight of becoming parents. But sadly, this happiness didn’t last long, as Alicia’s world came crumbling down one fateful evening.
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“Hello? Am I talking to Alicia Silvers?”
“Yes? How may I help?”
“This is Officer Duncan, ma’am. I’m sorry to inform you that your husband was killed in a terrible car accident on Farm Road Highway. We got your contact number from his phone. We’d appreciate it if you could come and confirm the body as soon as possible.”
Alicia couldn’t believe what she was hearing! That morning John had left telling her he was going out of town for a business meeting. She didn’t want him to leave and had told him she didn’t feel right about it. But he’d convinced her that she was overreacting and that everything would be fine.
Alicia was 7 months along with her pregnancy at the time. When John insisted on leaving for his meeting, she relented and kissed him goodbye. He’d promised to return soon, but when she heard the terrible news, she couldn’t bear the shock and went into labor.
Thankfully, she quickly dialed her next-door neighbor, Mrs. Hall, who rushed to her house and called 911. Alicia was immediately rushed to the hospital, where she gave birth to a baby boy. However, due to his premature birth, he was admitted to the NICU for some time.
When Alicia and the baby were discharged from the hospital, she took over John’s business and began working to support her son. Understanding the company dynamics didn’t take her long because she had an MBA. Problems arose because Edduin was very small and constantly demanded his mother’s attention.
John’s secretary, Madison, was extremely helpful to her and understood her situation, so she suggested that Alicia work from home and assisted her in setting up her workspace so that Alicia could care for her baby.
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Yes, Alicia could have hired a nanny to look after the boy, but she didn’t want to do that. She wanted to look after her baby on her own, so she started working from home. In that way, somehow, Alicia managed to look after her son and work simultaneously.
Almost a year passed like that. Little did Alicia know she’d soon have another trouble knocking at her door.
The present-day…
As Alicia made a cup of coffee and proceeded to the living room, she arranged all her files and decided to take a final look at the reports for the day. It was around 1 a.m. It took her half an hour to wrap up the work, and the woman retired on the couch due to tiredness.
Suddenly, she awoke at 8 o’clock in the morning due to Edduin’s crying sound. She jumped to her feet and dashed over to him, where she discovered him with tears streaming down his cheeks like a waterfall.
“What happened, honey? Are you hungry?” she asked as she started rocking him. This was the second time in a week that Alicia had noticed Edduin was restless and crying uncontrollably during his sleep.
She looked inside his crib to see if there was anything that was poking him, but she couldn’t find anything. Finally, she concluded that he might be fine after a while and decided to wait and see if the crying continued.
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Thankfully, Edduin’s abrupt crying stopped after a week or so, much to her relief, but he appeared to be very tired every day. He kept yawning and touching his face whenever she held him in her arms or tried to play with him, and the toys he’d previously adored seemed uninteresting to him.
Worried, she contacted a doctor about it, but even that didn’t seem really fruitful.
“I’m worried because he seems really calm most of the time, doctor, but he also looks tired in the mornings. Why is that so?” asked Alicia, worried.
“Don’t worry, Mrs. Silvers. Babies seem to have a phase,” the doctor advised her. “Perhaps Edduin is going through the same.”
“But how long will it take for him to be fine? I’m really worried about him.”
“Don’t worry much, Mrs. Silvers. There is no such time frame, but everything will be fine. It varies from one baby to another.”
Thinking it was one of those phases, Alicia hoped Edduin would be fine soon. But even after a week, there was no relief, and Edduin just looked more tired with each passing day.
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One afternoon, Alicia decided to check on him after putting him to sleep and heard a strange noise coming from his room. It seemed as if Edduin was giggling and there was someone in his room. At first, she thought it was just her suspicion because she burst open the door but didn’t find anyone inside.
Edduin was staring at her from his crib, and the room was strangely quiet. She looked in the bathroom, inside the cupboard, and under the bed, but no one was in the room.
Alicia returned to the living room, thinking it was work-related stress, but the activity continued the next day and the next. Every day, Edduin would jolt awake from his sound sleep, giggling or simply staring around the room.
Thinking something was off, Alicia installed a Wi-Fi baby monitor inside to keep a watch on Edduin and sat in the living room, watching the live feed.
She fixed her gaze on the screen, watching it intently, and everything appeared to be fine for the first few minutes. However, after about 10 minutes, she noticed a sudden movement in the room and Edduin’s lip tilting in a smile.
Fearing that someone had crept into Edduin’s room, Alicia dashed to his room and slammed the door open. Her hands trembled, and she shivered in terror as she realized her baby wasn’t alone in the room.
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However, Alicia heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that the visitor was no one but a cute little dog circling Edduin’s crib. He appeared dirty and weak, and he made a low sound that was difficult to hear.
When Alicia opened Edduin’s door, the little dog hid behind Edduin’s crib. Edduin began to giggle, and that’s when Alica understood what had happened.
It turns out that Alicia and John had a pet dog named Doblo, and they’d forgotten to close the dog door in the back of the room after he died. That room used to be Doblo’s game room, but it was converted into a nursery for Edduin after he died.
Since a lot had happened after John had left for his heavenly abode and Edduin was born, Alicia completely forgot to close the dog door. And that’s how the little dog got into the room, playing with Edduin all the time and refusing to let him sleep.
Alicia felt terrible for the poor animal after seeing it in that state and decided to adopt it. Casper, as she named him, is now Edduin’s best friend. A huge thanks to little Casper, now Edduin doesn’t cry as much, sleeps well because Alicia makes sure the two don’t spend all of their time together, and is a much happier baby.
What can we learn from this story?
- Becoming a parent is not an easy task. Alicia managing her work and looking after her baby simultaneously is an excellent example of how parents go above and beyond for their children.
- Learn to be kind to animals. Alicia adopted the dog after seeing he was in a terrible state.
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My Fiancé Made Me Pay $25K for Our Wedding & Didn’t Show Up – The Reason Made Me Merciless
I pictured a fairytale wedding, not a horror movie. Walking down the aisle, I expected to find my prince charming, not an empty altar. Betrayal hit me like a ton of bricks. From that moment, my life became a relentless pursuit of justice. This is my story of heartbreak, revenge, and an unexpected love that defied all odds.
Jeff proposed to me six months ago, and I remember it like it was yesterday. It was a beautiful evening under a starlit sky, his eyes twinkling with excitement as he slipped the ring onto my finger.
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“Phoebe,” he said, “let’s make this the wedding of our dreams.”
Little did I know, that dream would turn into a nightmare.
I always imagined a modest ceremony, something intimate and personal. But Jeff had other ideas.
“It’s once in a lifetime, Phoebe,” he insisted, his persuasive charm hard to resist. “We deserve a gorgeous wedding, something everyone will remember.”
When the time came to discuss finances, Jeff offered a seemingly reasonable solution.
“You handle the wedding expenses, Phoebe. I’m in the process of buying us a house.”
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It sounded fair to me, so I agreed on a budget of $25,000. We went all out: a lavish venue, and a renowned wedding planner whom I hadn’t even met because Jeff wanted to surprise me.
The big day arrived, and I felt like a princess stepping into the grand hotel. Guests were milling around, but there was no sign of Jeff. My heart pounded in my chest as I scanned the room, hoping to catch a glimpse of my groom.
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Panic set in. I rushed outside, fumbling with my phone, desperately trying to reach our wedding planner. Finally, she picked up.
“Emily? It’s Phoebe. I’m Jeff’s fiancée. I’m at the hotel, but I can’t find Jeff.”
“Jeff Jenkins?” she replied, her tone sharp and confused.
“Yes!” I almost shouted, my voice trembling.
“Is this some kind of joke? The ceremony was yesterday.”
Her words hit me like a sledgehammer. I felt my knees buckle, my vision blurring. This couldn’t be happening.
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Suddenly, a man grabbed my arm, his grip firm yet frantic.
“Get your hands off me!” I demanded, turning to face him.
His face mirrored my shock. “I’m sorry, I’m Mike. I was supposed to get married here today too, but my planner said the ceremony was yesterday. I think we’ve been scammed.”
Mike’s revelation was like cold water splashed on my face. We both entrusted substantial amounts of money, only to be left stranded and humiliated. As the truth began to unravel, I realized that Jeff’s charming persuasion had led us both into a merciless trap.
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“Turns out our partners, Amy and Jeff, were lovers. They concocted this plan to fund their own wedding using our money,” Mike revealed, disappointment all over his face.
I stared at him, incredulous. “What? You mean they used us to pay for their wedding?”
“Yes,” Mike confirmed, his voice filled with fury. “And from what I’ve gathered, they’ve disappeared to enjoy a lavish honeymoon on our dime.”
The betrayal hit me hard, but the shock soon turned into a strong determination.
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“We need to find them, Mike. They can’t get away with this,” I told him.
Fueled by a shared sense of outrage, we pressured the wedding planners, threatening legal action until they finally cracked and confessed where Jeff and Amy had gone for their honeymoon.
“The Maldives,” Emily had said, avoiding our eyes. “An exclusive resort.”
I looked at Mike, determination set in my eyes. “They think they’ve outsmarted us, but they’re in for a surprise.”
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We pooled our resources and booked the next flight to the Maldives. The journey felt endless, with each hour fueling our determination. By the time we reached the resort, we were in a storm of anger and conviction.
There, by the pool, lounging like royalty and sipping on expensive cocktails, were Jeff and Amy. They looked blissfully unaware of the storm about to hit them.
Mike clenched his fists. “Time for some payback.”
We approached them, and their carefree laughter died abruptly as they spotted us. Their faces drained of color, shock, and panic flaring in their eyes.
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Jeff stammered, “Phoebe, what are you doing here?”
I felt a cold smile curve my lips. “Taking back what’s mine.”
We reported them to the resort management, presenting all the evidence of their fraudulent scheme. The staff acted swiftly, kicking them out of the resort with a speed that was almost gratifying.
But that wasn’t enough for us. We wanted to ensure they faced the full consequences of their actions. Mike and I made calls, leveraging social media and legal threats to get them blacklisted from all the resorts in the area.
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The crowning achievement, however, was having them arrested for fraud. As they were led away in handcuffs, Jeff turned to me, desperation in his eyes.
“Phoebe, please, this is a misunderstanding!”
I met his gaze with icy resolve. “Enjoy your honeymoon, Jeff. In jail.”
Mike and I celebrated our victory with a bottle of champagne, courtesy of the resort. They felt terrible about the situation and wanted to make amends.
“To justice,” I said, raising my glass.
Mike clinked his glass against mine. “And to never being fooled again.”
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Our victory in the Maldives was just the beginning. Once we returned home, we wasted no time filing a lawsuit against Jeff and Amy, seeking reimbursement for the money they had swindled from us.
The case quickly gained significant media attention, turning our ordeal into a public spectacle. In court, the atmosphere was tense. Jeff and Amy sat on the defendant’s bench, their expressions a mix of defiance and desperation.
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The judge, a stern woman with a no-nonsense demeanor, listened intently as our lawyer laid out our case. Mike and I watched as the prosecution presented mountains of evidence: bank statements, emails, and testimonies from the wedding planners who had finally come clean.
The courtroom was abuzz with whispers and gasps as the extent of Jeff and Amy’s deceit became clear. When it was time for the verdict, the judge didn’t hold back.
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“This court orders Jeff Jenkins and Amy Wilson to repay Phoebe and Mike the full amount of $50,000, plus an additional $10,000 each for emotional damages. This fraudulent behavior will not be tolerated.”
I felt a wave of relief wash over me as the judge’s gavel came down.
“Justice served,” I whispered to Mike.
He nodded, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. “Indeed. Now, let’s move on and enjoy our lives.”
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We walked out of the courtroom, the weight of the ordeal finally lifting from our shoulders. The media swarmed us, but we politely declined to comment, eager to leave the drama behind us.
Over the next few years, Mike and I stayed in touch, supporting each other through the aftermath of the ordeal. Our shared experience created a bond that grew stronger with time. We talked often, shared our ups and downs, and found solace in each other’s company.
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One evening, about three years after the court case, Mike invited me over for dinner. As we sat in his cozy apartment, reminiscing about our journey, a quiet moment of understanding passed between us.
“Phoebe,” Mike said, his eyes earnest. “I’ve realized something over these years. You’ve become more than a friend to me. I don’t want to just share memories of our past; I want to build a future together.”
My heart skipped a beat. “Mike, I feel the same way. We’ve been through so much, and I can’t imagine my life without you.”
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Our relationship blossomed from that night. We found comfort and love in each other, knowing we had both endured the same betrayal. Our bond grew stronger, and every day felt like a new adventure.
One spring afternoon, as we strolled through a blooming garden, Mike suddenly stopped. He got down on one knee, holding out a ring that sparkled in the sunlight.
“Phoebe, will you marry me?” he asked, his voice filled with hope and love.
Tears of joy welled up in my eyes. “Yes, a thousand times yes!” I exclaimed, pulling him into a tight embrace.
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Our wedding day was everything we had hoped for—modest yet beautiful, surrounded by close friends and family. The ceremony was held in a charming garden, the air filled with the sweet scent of flowers.
As I walked down the aisle towards Mike, I felt a sense of peace and happiness I had never known before. We stood before our loved ones, our hands intertwined, and exchanged vows that came straight from the heart.
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“Phoebe,” Mike began, his voice steady and warm, “I promise to cherish and support you, to laugh with you in times of joy, and comfort you in times of sorrow. You are my best friend, my love, and my partner for life.”
“Mike,” I replied, my voice trembling with emotion, “I vow to stand by your side, to share in your dreams, and to walk with you through all of life’s adventures. You are my rock, my confidant, and my greatest love.”
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As we shared our first kiss as husband and wife, the applause of our guests echoed around us. It was a moment of pure joy, a celebration of a love forged through adversity.
Later, at the reception, Mike raised his glass for a toast.
“To new beginnings,” he said, his eyes meeting mine with a twinkle.
“And to the sweetest revenge,” I added, clinking my glass with his.
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Our journey, once marked by deceit and betrayal, had transformed into a story of true love. We had turned a nightmare into a dream, finding happiness where we least expected it.
As we danced under the stars, I knew our story had the most epic ending of all—true love and a bright future together.
“Here’s to us, Phoebe,” Mike whispered in my ear, holding me close.
I smiled, feeling the warmth of his embrace. “To us, Mike. Forever.”
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