When a new family moved in next door, I noticed the eerie resemblance between their daughter, Lily, and my own daughter, Emma. It made me suspicious—was my husband, Jack, hiding an affair? My suspicions grew as I watched Jack and Lily interact like father and daughter, and I became increasingly obsessed with the idea that Jack had an affair with Lily’s mother.
One night, I confronted Jack, asking if Lily was his daughter, but he denied it. The next day, I visited Lily’s family and learned the shocking truth. Lily’s mother, Mary, was Jack’s estranged sister who had passed away the previous year. Jack had kept this secret due to family shame.
