My stepson destroyed my son’s handmade gift and said I wasn’t his real mom—but that night, I uncovered the truth behind his cruelty

was shame.

Real, undeniable shame.

I took a breath.

“Then today, the arrangement ends.”

Jason forced a smirk.

“Fine. We’re better off with Mom anyway.”

But Melissa didn’t respond right away.

That hesitation changed everything.

“Jason…” she said awkwardly. “I live with Grandma right now.”

He frowned.

“So?”

“There’s only one extra room.”

Alyssa slowly turned to continue reading …