My Daughter Started Sleepwalking, I Followed Her One Night and Was Shocked by What I Saw—Story of the Day

My mother-in-law Cynthia moved in, and soon after, my daughter Lisa began acting oddly. She was no longer her cheerful self, and it worried me deeply. One night, I saw her sleepwalking through the house, clutching her teddy bear. I quietly followed her and discovered something shocking that night, leading to a bigger mystery I needed to solve.

We were a happy family, living together in peace. Our days were filled with laughter, playful moments with our daughter, Lisa, and cozy family dinners. Tony worked as a financial analyst, always dreaming of starting his own business, while I balanced my career and took care of our home.

One evening, Tony came home with exciting news. “Amelie, I found partners, and I can finally start my own business, just like I’ve always dreamed!” he announced, grinning from ear to ear. “That’s amazing, Tony!” I hugged him, feeling proud. “You’ve worked so hard for this.”

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