My mom caIIed me during her honeymoon, begging me to save her from her new husband
My Mother’s Second Chance at Happiness Took a Turn
After my father’s passing, my mother struggled with grief and isolation. Despite my efforts to encourage her to live again, she refused—until Greg came into her life. “We’re actually more than friends,” she confessed shyly. Seeing her happy for the first time in years filled me with warmth.
Their wedding and dream honeymoon in the Florida Keys were meant to be perfect, but one phone call changed everything. “Kayla, come save me. I’m begging you,” Mom whispered. Greg had turned the romantic getaway into a family vacation. He invited his adult kids, their children, and insisted Mom babysit, saying, “You’re part of the family now.”
When I arrived, I found Greg laughing by the pool. “Hi, I’m Kayla, the ‘other child’ Greg forgot to mention,” I said sarcastically. His kids looked stunned as I pointed to Mom, exhausted and holding a toddler. “Maybe you should care for your own children instead of dumping them on my mother,” I told them.
Greg claimed I was overreacting, but I wasn’t. My mom deserved love, not to be a maid. She quietly packed her bags, and we drove home. Days later, she began looking into annulments.
As for Greg, his children were furious, embarrassed by his lies. My mother needed to be cherished—not someone’s babysitter.
