I thought it was a cruel joke when my mother-in-law gave my husband a DNA test kit on our daughter’s first birthday. What followed altered everything by revealing a family secret that had been kept for decades.
Kayla is my name. Jason and I have a kid named Ava, and I am 28 years old. We threw her a birthday party last weekend as she just turned one.
It was meant to be a pleasant, joyful recollection that we could cherish with pictures and smiles. Rather, it concluded with shouting, broken glass, and the two of us leaving while everyone looked on in disbelief. And my mother-in-law’s gift was the catalyst for it all.
I’ve been married to Jason for three years. He’s 32, quiet, considerate, and always tries to maintain order. Even when it’s necessary, he dislikes conflict.
His mother, Sandra, comes next. She made it apparent to me right away that I wasn’t what she wanted for her son.
