At first… he wanted to laugh.
It sounded insane.
Impossible.
But then something didn’t sit right.
His mind started racing.
The hospital visits…
The unanswered questions…
The way his wife always insisted on being the one to give their daughter her medication…
His hands started shaking.
“Who are you?” he asked.
The boy didn’t answer.
Just stared.
Then said something even worse:
“She knows you trust her. That’s why she’s careful.”
A cold wave ran down his spine.
“No… no, that’s not possible…”
But deep down… something cracked.
Because suddenly…
It was possible.
He pulled out his phone with trembling hands.
Called his wife.
No answer.
Again.
Nothing.
The boy stepped back.
Like his job was done.
“Watch closely,” he said quietly.
“Not everything that looks like love… is love.”
And then he turned…
…and walked away.
Gone.
Just like that.
The father stood there, completely broken.
Not knowing what was worse:
That a stranger might be lying…
Or that he might be telling the truth.
😳
