😯 I found a pregnancy test accompanied by a note addressed to my father, and I went to their meeting to discover who his mistress was: I was shocked, it was the last person I expected to see.
It’s been two years since I’ve been living alone in another city. The last time I visited my parents, my mother was at work, and my father was home alone.
I was in the kitchen when someone knocked on the door. I opened it because my father was in the bathroom.
It was a delivery man bringing a package addressed to my father. Out of curiosity, I decided to open it, and inside, there was a pregnancy test along with a note: “Congratulations, my dear! We’ll meet at the café at 7 p.m.”
I stood frozen for a few seconds. My father, who had always been a role model for me, had a pregnant mistress.
I couldn’t believe my eyes, but I thought it wasn’t my place to have this conversation—it was my mother’s job. So, I put everything back in the box, closed it, and lied, saying I hadn’t looked inside.
Before talking to my mother about all this, I decided to go to the café to find out who this so-called mistress was. I arrived a little earlier and sat down quietly to observe them without being seen.
My father arrived with a bouquet of flowers, and a few minutes later, his mistress showed up. When I saw her face, I was deeply surprised because it was the last person I expected to see.
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When this woman turned around and I saw her face, I thought my eyes were deceiving me.
It was my own mother.
Everything became clear all at once: the pregnancy test, the flowers, the café…
She was the one who had sent the package.
And I had foolishly believed my father had a mistress.
I felt ashamed for doubting him.
But I also felt relieved that all this misunderstanding was finally cleared up.
