For years, Carol lived in the shadow of her stepfamily, unseen and ignored. Then, out of nowhere, a lawyer’s call shattered her quiet life: her stepmother, who had barely loved her, had left Carol a $2.5 million inheritance, while her own daughters got only $5,000 each. The reason blew Carol’s mind.
When I was 12, my dad remarried his new girlfriend. Linda came into our lives with her two daughters, Amanda and Becca, who were a few years older than me. Blending into their family felt like trying to fit a square peg into a round hole. Amanda and Becca were the stars of every show — praised, adored, and always front and center.
And me? I was just… there. Like a corner table.
A newlywed couple | Source: Midjourney
I remember watching them from the edges of the room, feeling invisible. At family gatherings, I’d sit quietly, my hands folded in my lap, observing how effortlessly they commanded attention.
“Look at my daughter’s straight A’s,” Linda would beam, her eyes never finding mine. My report cards would sit forgotten on the kitchen counter, collecting dust and ignorance.
“Do you want some help with that?” I’d sometimes ask Becca when she was struggling with homework, hoping for a connection.
She’d look up, a hint of disdain in her eyes. “I’ve got it,” she’d say, turning away. Those moments crushed whatever hope I had of belonging.
An upset girl with her eyes downcast | Source: Midjourney
Linda wasn’t outright mean, but she wasn’t warm either. I wasn’t included in anything, not really. Family trips were planned around Amanda and Becca’s wants. Holidays? I spent more time washing dishes than enjoying the celebrations.
Once, when I was 16, I asked why everything had to revolve around them. Linda barely looked at me as she said, “You’re not the only one here, Carol. Stop acting like a victim.”
Her words stung then, and they still sting now.
The kitchen would become my sanctuary and my prison. While others laughed in the living room, I’d scrub plates, the sound of my family’s joy muffled by the running water. Each dish I cleaned felt like another layer of my identity being wiped away, replaced by the expectation of being the background character in my own house.
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By the time I turned 18, I couldn’t take it anymore. I left for college, went no-contact with Amanda and Becca, and kept Linda at arm’s length. When Dad passed away two years later, we lost the only thing holding us together. Linda faded from my life after that.
The only other connection I had with her was through the phonebook, with my phone number scribbled on it. But she barely called, and I didn’t want her to, either.
For 15 years, I rarely thought about her. I got married to my wonderful boyfriend David, welcomed two amazing kids, and life just rolled on. Then, one day, my phone rang, and everything changed.
“Carol, this is Mr. Higgins, Linda’s attorney.”
I paused, confused. The name felt distant, like an echo from a life I’d deliberately forgotten. “Okay… why are you calling me?”
“I’m sorry to inform you that Linda passed away last week from lung cancer,” he said gently.
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For a moment, I was too stunned to respond. Memories flickered like old photographs: Linda’s dismissive glances, her quick corrections, and the perpetual distance between us.
I hadn’t even known she was sick. The irony wasn’t lost on me. We’d been so disconnected that even her terminal illness had slipped past me completely.
“I see,” I finally managed. “What does this have to do with me?”
“She named you in her will. Linda left you her vacation home.”
My heart skipped a beat. “Her vacation home?”
“Yes, the one that belonged to your father and was passed on to her after his death. It’s valued at $2.5 million,” he explained. “Her daughters Amanda and Becca were left $5,000 each.”
A startled woman holding a phone | Source: Midjourney
I sat down hard on the couch, my head spinning. The numbers seemed surreal.
All those years of feeling like an afterthought, and now this? Linda had barely been a presence in my life, yet she’d left me her most valuable asset and almost nothing for her own daughters. Why?
Before I could process it, my phone buzzed with incoming texts. The screen lit up with family drama, as if Linda’s death had suddenly reignited old tensions.
My husband, David, leaned over to read one of them. His jaw tightened. “Amanda’s accusing you of manipulating Linda. Classy!”
“She’s calling me a thief,” I said, staring at the words. The accusation felt achingly familiar… the same dismissive tone I’d heard throughout my childhood, the same narrative of me being the problem.
An upset woman | Source: Midjourney
“That’s nothing,” he muttered, scrolling through Becca’s online post. “She’s ranting about ‘backstabbers destroying families.’”
A bitter laugh escaped me. Destroy families? We were barely a family to begin with. Those connections had been threadbare, held together by nothing more than shared last names and occasional holiday gatherings.
I sighed, setting my phone aside. “Why would Linda do this? We weren’t even close.”
David shrugged, his eyes soft with understanding. “Maybe you need to find out.”
I nodded. Something told me this inheritance was more than just a financial transaction. It felt like an unfinished story, waiting to be understood. So, I decided to dig through the house to see if I could find any clues.
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The vacation home looked exactly as I remembered when I entered. Nestled on the edge of a serene lake, it had always been my dad’s favorite place. We used to fish on the dock for hours, talking about everything and nothing.
Standing in the doorway, I felt like a ghost of my former self. Each step was a journey through time, my fingers tracing familiar surfaces, collecting memories like dust.
Dad would sit in that worn armchair by the window, his fishing hat tilted just so, telling me stories about his childhood. Those moments had been our sanctuary… a place where I felt truly seen and loved.
I walked through the house, memories washing over me with every step. The living room still had the same luxurious furniture. The smell of cedar lingered, just like it did years ago.
A grand living room | Source: Midjourney
But I wasn’t here for nostalgia. I needed answers. Linda was meticulous, and I hoped somewhere in her files, she’d left a clue about her decision. Each drawer I opened felt like peeling back layers of a complicated family history.
Finally, tucked away in the back of a drawer in her office, I found a letter addressed to me. The paper was crisp, the envelope sealed with a precision that was quintessentially Linda.
My hands trembled slightly as I reached for it, knowing that this small piece of paper might hold the key to understanding everything.
A woman holding an envelope | Source: Midjourney
With anxious eyes, I began reading:
“Dear Carol,
By the time you read this, I hope you’ll understand the choice I made.
I’ve carried the weight of my mistakes for years, and this letter is my final attempt to make things right. The truth is, I failed you… repeatedly and profoundly. When I married your father, I was so focused on protecting Amanda and Becca that I became blind to the harm I was causing you.
My insecurities after my divorce turned me into a mother who couldn’t see beyond her own fears. I created a hierarchy in our family where you were always last, always invisible. I watched you endure our family’s coldness, and I did nothing.
Time has a way of revealing uncomfortable truths. I’ve seen Amanda and Becca for who they truly are… entitled, manipulative women who learned to value status over genuine connection. And you? You built a life of integrity without seeking my validation or approval.
This house, the place your father loved most, was always meant to be a sanctuary. He spoke of your times here with such joy and love. I realize now that I robbed you of those precious memories, of feeling truly part of a family.
The vacation home is my apology. Not just a piece of property, but a chance for a fresh start. A legacy from a father who loved you completely, and a mother who is finally, painfully aware of her mistakes.
Forgive me, if you can.
Linda”
A shocked woman holding a letter | Source: Midjourney
Tears blurred the words. My hands trembled, not from anger, but from a profound sense of loss for the relationship we never had, and for the years wasted in silence and misunderstanding.
I read the letter twice, then for a third time, and I let her words sink in. She’d known all along how unfair she’d been but hadn’t found the courage to fix it while she was alive. The letter felt like a final, desperate attempt at redemption and a whispered apology from beyond.
Outside, the lake sparkled, indifferent to the complex emotions swirling inside me. Dad’s favorite place. My sanctuary. Now, unexpectedly, my inheritance.
A week later, I got another call from Linda’s lawyer.
A lawyer talking on the phone in his office | Source: Pexels
“There’s a secondary clause in Linda’s will,” he explained. “She set aside a $5 million trust for Amanda and Becca.”
I felt my stomach tighten. “I’m guessing there’s a catch?”
He hesitated, and in that pause, I could almost hear Linda’s calculated precision. “They’d only inherit it if they accept the terms of the will without any hostility toward you.”
“And if they don’t?”
“The funds will be donated to a local youth charity Linda supported,” he said. “Given the phone calls, social media posts, and emails from Amanda and Becca, the trust has been forfeited.”
A woman talking on the phone | Source: Pexels
I was floored. Linda had anticipated Amanda and Becca’s behavior and planned accordingly. It was like a final chess move, calculated and precise. The lawyer confirmed the charity would receive the money instead.
A part of me wanted to laugh at the irony. Linda, who had spent years marginalizing me, had ultimately chosen to protect me in the most unexpected way possible.
Amanda called me that evening, and she was so furious. “You think you’ve won? You’re disgusting! You stole everything from us!”
I stayed calm, years of being overlooked had taught me emotional resilience. “I didn’t steal anything, Amanda. Maybe you should think about why Linda made the decisions she did.”
She hung up on me without saying much. But I could feel her fury.
An angry woman talking on the phone | Source: Pexels
That night, David and I sat on the porch of the vacation home. The lake was calm, the sky painted with soft hues of pink and orange. Memories of fishing with my dad danced across the water’s surface, bringing a bittersweet smile to my lips.
“Do you feel guilty?” David asked, breaking the silence.
I thought about it, watching a lone bird glide across the darkening sky. “Not really. But I feel… sad. She waited too long to try and make things right. If she’d just talked to me while she was alive, maybe things could’ve been different.”
David nodded, understanding etched in the gentle pressure of his arm around my shoulders. “She didn’t know how to fix things, so she did what she could in the end. It’s not perfect, but it’s something.”
A couple embracing each other | Source: Unsplash
The lake seemed to whisper in agreement, its gentle waves a subtle reminder that healing isn’t always straightforward.
Amanda and Becca have gone no-contact, and honestly, it’s a relief. The vacation home is ours now, and David and I are planning to move here next year with our kids. The house feels less like an inheritance and more like a homecoming.
Linda may not have been the mother I wanted, but her final act was both an apology and a gift… a chance to reclaim a piece of my history.
And that, at least, is something.
A magnificent house by the lake | Source: Midjourney
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How Beauty Standards of the Miss World Pageant Have Changed
On March 9, 2024, the Miss World 2023 pageant was held to choose a beauty queen once again. The crown went to Krystyna Pyszková of the Czech Republic. To honor this event, we decided to take a look at the history of the contest and find out how the jury’s approach to assessing women’s beauty has changed over the decades.
1950s: it all started with a scandal.
Kiki Håkansson (Sweden), Miss World 1951
In 1951, as part of the Festival of Britain, the Festival Bikini Contest was held, which journalists later named Miss World. This event became a scandal because in those days a bikini was considered indecent.
Swedish beauty Kikki Håkansson became the winner of this first pageant. And to this day, she remains the only winner to have received her crown while wearing a bikini. Later, the finalists would wear a one-piece swimsuit or evening gown to the awards ceremony.
Denise Perrier (France), Miss World 1953, and Marita Lindahl (Finland), Miss World 1957
Despite the 1951 bikini scandal, the contest founder Eric Morley was pleased with the public attention and decided to hold the pageant annually. His requirements for potential participants were as follows: single women without children aged 17 to 27.
Corine Rottschäfer (Netherlands), Miss World 1959
In 1959, a major British television channel agreed to broadcast the pageant, thus making it even more popular. Corine Rottschäfer found herself in a delicate situation before the awarding ceremony when she discovered that her evening gown had holes in it. Another contestant lent Corine the dress and eventually finished third, while Corine became the winner.
1960s: Miss World is gaining momentum.
Katharina Lodders (Netherlands), Miss World 1962
In the 1960s, the Miss World pageant became one of the most watched television shows. The cash prize for the winner was increased from £500 to £2,500. In 1961, the requirements for contestants were also changed: the upper age limit was now 25 years old.
Katharina Lodders, who was crowned in 1962, addressed these criteria in her own way. On collecting the award, she said out loud, «I don’t think I’m the most beautiful girl in the world — I am the most beautiful girl here.»
Ann Sidney (Great Britain), Miss World 1964
In 1964, the winner was Ann Sidney, who later made a career in the movie industry. By the way, Morley introduced a new rule that same year: he forbade the mothers of contestants to accompany their daughters. The reason why was because the mother of one of the girls caused a lot of inconvenience to the organizers, getting involved in their work.
Reita Faria (India), Miss World 1966
In the late 1960s, the contest became even bigger. In 1966, Morley sent invitations to more than 70 countries, 66 of which were happy to respond. And in 1968, for the first time in the history of the event, a married girl was allowed to participate. In the 1970s, however, a strict criterion for the marital status of contestants was reintroduced: single only, period.
1970s: feminists change the essence of the pageant.
Jennifer Hosten (Grenada), Miss World 1970
The beginning of the decade was marked by a new scandal. In 1970, a week before the pageant, British feminists claimed that Miss World objectified women and threatened to interrupt the show. And they did it. When the event was in full swing, some female guests rose from their seats and began to blow whistles, jingle rattles and shout slogans. Later, the movie Misbehaviour starring Keira Knightley was based on these events.
In 1970, Jennifer Hosten won the crown. She became the first black woman to win it.
Marie Stävin (Sweden), Miss World 1977, and Silvana Suárez (Argentina), Miss World 1978
The conflict with feminists forced the organizers to think about the message the pageant was sending to the world. And in 1972, Eric Morley and his wife announced that the event would now be held under the slogan «Beauty With a Purpose.» The contestants were also required to present their charity projects to the jury.
1980s: «Beauty With a Purpose»
Mariasela Álvarez (Dominican Republic), Miss World 1982
In the 1980s, the slogan «Beauty With a Purpose» got another meaning: new tests of intelligence and personality were added to the contest program. In the eyes of the judges, the contestants’ personal qualities became as important as their looks.
Giselle Laronde (Trinidad and Tobago), Miss World 1986
In the second half of the decade, the contest became criticized again. The public in different countries didn’t like the fact that girls were judged only by representatives of Western countries. And in 1986, Morley decided to hold the preliminaries of the contest in Macau and give the Eastern judges the opportunity to select the contestants. The winner that year was Giselle Laronde from Trinidad and Tobago. This was the first time a representative of this country won the crown.
Ulla Weigerstorfer (Austria), Miss World 1987
And in 1987, the organizers ignored their own rule that allowed to participate girls aged only 17 to 25 and let a 26-year-old beauty to compete for the crown. Later, the upper age limit would be made 27 again.
1990s: crisis
Aishwarya Rai (India), Miss World 1994
In the early 1990s, the popularity of the contest began to decline, and major TV channels stopped broadcasting it. But Morley wasn’t going to give up and managed to find ways to organize the contest at a lower cost.
Yukta Mookhey (India), Miss World 1999
In the second half of the decade, the organizers decided to gather a jury of representatives of different professions from all over the world in order to increase the interest of the audience. So, now beauties were judged by actors and actresses, athletes, magazine editors, and top models from different countries.
2000s: a woman takes the reins.
Agbani Darego (Nigeria), Miss World 2001
In 2000, Eric Morley passed away, so his wife Julia took on her husband’s work and decided to make some adjustments. For example, she called the pageant «stupid and horrible» and promised to make it «more positive» for women. She condemned the part of the show where girls had to first parade around in swimsuits and then give interviews about their life ambitions. «Not because I thought there was something wrong, horrible, and unnatural about swimsuits, but I thought you generally don’t feel comfortable if someone is interviewing you in a tux, and you are in a bathing suit,» Julia said.
Rosanna Davison (Ireland), Miss World 2003, and Kaiane Aldorino (Gibraltar), Miss World 2009
In 2004, Julia Morley surpassed her spouse by managing to gather a then record number of participating countries — 107 girls took part in the competition.
2010s: no swimsuits
Megan Young (Philippines), Miss World 2013
In 2013, the contestants traveled to Bali. It was the first time the event was held in Southeast Asia. Also, for the first time in the history of the contest, a girl from the Philippines, Megan Young, won the crown.
Manushi Chhillar (India), Miss World 2017
Julia Morley, who had previously voiced her discontent with overly revealing costumes of contestants,
decided to remove the swimsuit competition from the pageant in 2015. She said, «We are really not looking at her bottom. We are really listening to her speak.»
2020s: what’s next?
Karolina Bielawska (Poland), Miss World 2021
The first event of the new decade wasn’t really big. In 2022, the number of countries participating in the contest was the smallest since 2003 — only 97. The winner was Karolina Bielawska from Poland. Next time, the Miss World jury gathered in 2024 and crowned Krystyna Pyszková from the Czech Republic.
Krystyna Pyszková (Czech Republic), Miss World 2023
Since modern trends criticize various beauty standards, there is a possibility that the Miss World organizers will choose to stop using any selection criteria for future contestants, following the example of Miss Universe. In 2023, the latter removed the upper age limit for contestants. And since Julia Morley suggests that it is personality that should be evaluated, we are sure that changes in the contest are not long to wait.
Speaking about Miss Universe. Here’s what 16 Miss Universe winners look like now.
Preview photo credit Harry Pot / Nationaal Archief / Wikimedia Commons, CC BY-SA 3.0 NL DEED, Historia de la belleza / Wikimedia Commons, EAST NEWS, Rajanish Kakade / Associated Press / East News
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