I married a widower who had a young son. One day, the boy told me that his biological mother was still living in our home.
When I married Ben, a widower with a young son, Lucas, I knew it wouldn’t be easy, but I was ready to create a new family dynamic. At first, things went smoothly, with Lucas even starting to call me “Mom.” But one night, he whispered that his “real mom” still lived in our house. I…