My Blood Ran Cold When I Opened My Husband’s Drawer the Day After Moving In

Freya was excited to start her new life as a newlywed and moved into her husband George’s family estate. However, a warning from Valerie, the maid, about George’s secret life quickly shattered their vows.

Brimming with post-wedding joy, I moved into my husband’s enchanting family home, complete with high ceilings, arches, fountains, and flowers everywhere.

George had wanted me to settle in before we left for our honeymoon in the South of France.

Yet, things weren’t as perfect as they seemed. From the start, the maid, Valerie, gave me looks that seemed to say, “You don’t belong here.” I tried to shake it off, determined to stay. Valerie would have to get used to it.

A few days into moving in, I decided to make breakfast for my new family. The house was massive, and George’s younger siblings still lived at home, so I prepared a large meal.

Valerie watched me closely in the kitchen, making me nervous. When I reached for my phone to look up egg recipes, it was missing.

“Have you seen my phone?” I asked Valerie, certain it had been on the table in front of her.

Valerie barely glanced at me and shook her head.

“I’d hurry up with the breakfast if I were you,” she said coldly. “The family expects it on the table before they come downstairs.”

Taking her advice, I finished the breakfast as Valerie left the kitchen.

I eventually found my phone on the seat Valerie had just vacated. The message on the screen turned my world upside down:

Check your husband’s drawer. The top left one, specifically. Then RUN!

My heart pounding, I made my way to our bedroom, the warning replaying in my mind. Valerie had tidied the room and folded our clothes from the night before.

I hesitated before opening the drawer, dreading what I might find. What secrets was George hiding?

Inside, I found a stack of letters tied with a faded ribbon and an old key. The letters, written by my husband, were to someone named Elena.

I sat on our bed and read through them all — each letter spoke of a love and future he promised to someone else.

With each word, my heart shattered. The last letter was a goodbye, dated just three days before George proposed to me.

And the key?

“Do you know what this key is for?” I asked Ivy, George’s younger sister, when it didn’t fit any locks in our room.

“Oh, I think it’s for the attic,” she said, inspecting the key. “It has to be; that was George’s favorite room. It’s always been so dark and drafty to me. I haven’t been there in years.”

I found my way to the attic. It was just as dark and drafty as Ivy had said.

But when I turned on the light, I was horrified.

The walls were covered in photographs of George and a woman — presumably Elena. Their love was evident in every picture, mocking me and our marriage.

I collapsed into the only armchair in the room, overwhelmed. Then I saw an ultrasound on the wall beneath a photograph of George and Elena dancing in a courtyard.

George and Elena had been expecting a baby. Of course, they had.

How had he hidden this from me for so long?

I examined each photograph, grappling with the reality that George had abandoned Elena and their unborn child.

“Freya?” came a soft voice from the doorway.

“Valerie,” I said, suddenly cautious.

“You weren’t supposed to find out this way,” she said sympathetically.

“You knew about this?” I asked, unsure how to react.

She nodded slowly.

“Elena is my sister. She thought you deserved to know the truth. She gave me the letters, and I put them in George’s drawer this morning.”

“And the baby?” I asked, my voice trembling.

Valerie leaned against the wall and explained. When the family was planning their Christmas party two years ago, Valerie had asked Elena to help with the cleaning.

“They immediately hit it off and fell in love. But when Elena found out she was pregnant and that the baby had Down syndrome, George didn’t want to be involved.”

Valerie explained that George had wanted to marry Elena out of love, but when he learned about the baby’s condition, he saw them as a burden.

“He promised to fight for her with his family, but everything changed.”

We then went to the living room where the family was gathered — George was absent. I told his parents about the letters and the attic full of photographs.

Valerie revealed everything about Elena and her baby.

When we finished, George walked in, clearly having overheard the conversation.

“Is this true?” his father demanded.

George’s silence was a damning admission.

His family quickly disowned him. George was cut off, and his inheritance was redirected to support Elena and her unborn child.

As for me?

I was granted a swift divorce — George didn’t even contest it, broken by the loss of his wealth. My ex-in-laws gave me a fresh start with assets initially meant for George.

I sold some of the assets and founded an organization to support children with disabilities, ensuring Elena’s baby was well cared for. Valerie manages the foundation with input from me and George’s mother, who cut ties with her son the moment she learned about the baby.

What would you have done if you were in my shoes?

“People Only Know Me as a Freak,” The Wolf Man Struggles to Find a Job Outside the Circus

Jesús Aceves has hypertrichosis, which makes his hair grow abundantly over his face and back. Because of his condition, he’s also known as The Wolf Man. But he’s tired of this alias and wants to live a normal life.

Meet Jesús Aceves, a 55-year-old man born with a condition called hypertrichosis, which means he has abnormal hair growth over his body, especially his face. Although married with kids, Jesús isn’t fully happy with his living conditions. He says he and his family suffer discrimination. In an interview, one of his kids mentioned, “People call me names, and they even tell their kids not to be my friends.”

He worked in the circus all his life, traveling through several cities. But now, he’s tired of being seen as a freak. As a consequence of years on the road, he’s been known as The Wolf Man.

Back home and not in the circus anymore, he’s facing another challenge: finding a “normal” job. He needs to support his family since his wife works in temporary jobs.

After several failed job interviews, he agreed to try something he had always avoided: shave his face. He relied on his family barber to transform him, even creating eyebrows and lashes.

The experience was difficult since the face is an extremely sensitive body area, but both he and his wife believed that simply by shaving, he would be able to find a job.

Jesús did several interviews, and it’s confident that now he’ll find somewhere to work besides the circus. If this happens, he must shave his face every 2 days.

Although rare, some conditions aren’t impossible to have. Luckily, people find a way to overcome the difficulties a rare condition brings and strive in life. Hannah Tyre, for example, was born with osteogenesis imperfecta, meaning that her bones break very easily. But her love for makeup made her an internet influencer, reaching millions of followers. We hope that, by reaching the mainstream media, people with genetic diseases won’t suffer more discrimination.

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