My mother-in-law put sleeping pills in my soup and then put an unknown man in my room to falsely accuse me of infidelity and kick me out of the house… But she didn’t know that I was just pretending to sleep, and that a hidden camera was recording everything…

And I said to Alejandro in a low voice:

“Perhaps—” I should leave the house for a while.

Everyone took it as a confession.

And I left the house under their contemptuous looks.

Two weeks later…

I came back.

The same house.

But this time I walked in with a calm smile.

I looked at Doña Carmen and said softly:

“Mom… I thought about it. I want to apologize to you for causing problems in the family.

She looked at me in surprise.

Then a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Maybe he thought I had agreed to leave quietly.

Then I added:

“Today I want to prepare dinner for everyone. I want to start over.

Doña Carmen accepted immediately.

He even patted me on the shoulder with false kindness.

“That’s how I like it. You’ve learned to think.

That night…

After dinner, he brought me a glass of hot milk with cinnamon.

“Drink it.” It will help you sleep.

I smiled.

I pretended to drink it all.

But as soon as she turned around, I poured the milk into a pot on the balcony.

Then I went back to bed.

I went to bed.

And I pretended to sleep.

Before I closed my eyes, I reached out to the frame of a photo at the header.

Inside the frame was a small hidden camera.

I turned it on.

A tiny light flickered once.

The room fell silent.

I closed my eyes.

But my mind was wide awake.

Because I knew that…

That night, the truth would come out.

And this time…

everything was being recorded.

The house fell silent.

From the outside, everything seemed normal.

The old house in Zapopan rested under the dim light of the street lamps. The clock in the room struck eleven twenty at night.

But inside my room, every second weighed like an eternity.

I lay motionless in bed, my eyes closed, breathing slowly so that it seemed like I was sleeping soundly.

My heart, however, was pounding.

I waited.

I knew that if my suspicion was correct, Doña Carmen would try again.

And then it happened.

The door slowly opened.

The faint creak of the hinges pierced the silence.

I heard soft footsteps.

Very soft.

Doña Carmen entered the room.

She was not alone.

The same man from the other night was with her.

“Are you sure she’s asleep?” The man whispered.