After marrying my childhood sweetheart, Michael, I thought our happily ever after had begun. That was until he handed me a notebook filled with his mother’s unsettling secrets. One morning, while grabbing coffee in our old hometown, I unexpectedly ran into Michael. We decided to spend the day reminiscing, and soon after, he proposed, and we got married. We returned to his family home, and everything seemed perfect, until that evening when he handed me a notebook, his mother’s,

filled with strange beliefs.Michael revealed that his family believed a curse was passed down to any woman who married into their family—leading to bad luck and tragedy. At first, I dismissed it as superstition, but soon, small misfortunes began piling up—bad reviews for my business,

a break-in, and more. I wondered if the curse was real.The turning point came when I overheard a shocking conversation on the phone—his mother confessed to sabotaging my life. It wasn’t a curse; it was her manipulation all along. She had been controlling her sons’ relationships for years, using the curse as a tool to keep them close. Confronting her and Michael’s father that night,

Michael learned the truth. His mother had been ruining every woman’s life to keep control. Michael, devastated by the revelation, finally broke free of her influence. Together, we left the past behind, leaving the curse—and his mother—behind, as we moved forward with our lives.