Every Wednesday, My Mother-in-Law Insisted on Watching My Daughter — So I Installed a Hidden Camera After Noticing Odd Behavior
The next Wednesday arrived like a nightmare I couldn’t wake from. Sleep had been fitful the night before—shadows twisting on the walls, memories of Cheryl’s words seeping into my dreams like a sickness. When the alarm blared, I felt as though I’d aged ten years overnight. I packed Bev’s snacks—tiny containers of strawberries and cheddar …