My mother-in-law had always been a puppet master when it came to her son, my husband. For years, I watched her pull his strings, and it was infuriating. But five days ago, I stumbled upon her latest scheme, and it was the last straw. Rather than confronting my husband, who hates conflict, I decided to play her game. I started subtly manipulating my father-in-law, turning the tables in a way she never saw coming. When she finally discovered what I h ad done, the shock on her face was priceless, and I knew I had finally gained the upper hand.
I parked my car outside my in-laws' house, taking a deep breath to steady my nerves. My plan had to be seamless, and every word mattered. As I approached the front door, I practiced my warm smile. My mind was racing with thoughts of how today could change everything. The sound of my doorbell ringing echoed through the house, and I stood there, ready to put things in motion.
The door swung open, and there she was with that too-wide grin. "Oh, it's so good to see you, dear," my mother-in-law, Dolores, chimed in her syrupy voice. Her fake smile made my skin crawl every time. I forced a smile back, trying not to show my unease. I wasn't here to enjoy the day. I was here for a mission. "It's always nice to visit," I lied through my teeth.