For four years, Cecelia endured the quiet torment of being married not just to Caleb, but to his mother Evelyn’s disdain. Evelyn, a woman with a sharp tongue and sharper intentions, never accepted Cecelia. She belittled her career as an artist, mocked her lifestyle, and even went so far as to introduce Caleb to other women—insisting he deserved better. Her most vicious act? Telling him outright to divorce Cecelia.
The tension simmered through holidays and family gatherings. One Christmas, Evelyn swapped gift tags so Cecelia received a garish cat sweater meant for Evelyn’s pet, while Evelyn claimed Cecelia’s designer scarf. The humiliation was public, and Caleb’s silence stung more than Evelyn’s cruelty.
But Cecelia endured. She wore the sweater, smiled through the pain, and held her dignity. Until Evelyn’s birthday arrived—a lavish party filled with guests, laughter, and champagne. Cecelia had planned something quietly poetic.
As Evelyn opened her gifts, Cecelia handed her a box with a note: “For all the times you tried to break me.” Inside was a framed photo of Caleb and Cecelia, taken on their wedding day, with a handwritten message from Caleb: “I chose her. I still choose her. And I won’t let anyone come between us.”
The room fell silent. Evelyn’s smirk vanished. Caleb stood beside Cecelia, finally voicing what he should have long ago: “Mom, this ends now. I love Cecelia. You can either respect our marriage or step back.”
The guests, stunned, watched Evelyn’s pride unravel. Karma didn’t come with vengeance—it came with truth, spoken aloud, in front of everyone she’d tried to manipulate. Cecelia didn’t need revenge. She needed Caleb’s voice. And on Evelyn’s birthday, she got it.
