After my father’s death, I discovered he left me a house I never knew existed. I went to claim it, only to find a woman, Deborah, already living there. She insisted it was hers, revealing a shocking secret: she was my mother, the woman my father had left years ago,

I was stunned. Deborah had spent 20 years maintaining the house and believed it was her last connection to the past. She was angry and bitter, but I soon learned her story: my father had taken me away and erased her from my life after she left him for another man.