We visited my boyfriend’s house, and what my son found in his room shocked me

😳 With my son, we visited my boyfriend’s house, and what I discovered in his room shocked me deeply.

My husband left me right after the birth of our son. Since then, I’ve been raising him alone, and although I’ve had a few encounters, none of the relationships were serious until I met Jake. He’s a university professor and loves children. What attracted me the most was his special attention to my son.

One day, Jake invited us to spend the weekend at his parents’ house, which is located by the sea. It was his childhood home, and I was about to visit it for the first time. The atmosphere in the house was calm.

Jake explained that after he moved to the city, his parents hadn’t touched his belongings, and everything remained just as it was. Even his childhood toys were still there, carefully stored. This intrigued me but also touched me.

While we were talking in the kitchen, my son was playing quietly in Jake’s room. Suddenly, a scream pierced the air. Alarmed, I rushed to the room to see what was happening. My son had found something in a closet, and when I saw what it was, I was just as shocked.

The rest of this story is in the article linked in the first comment 👇👇👇.

We visited my boyfriend's house, and what my son found in his room shocked me

When I ran into the room, I saw my son with a box, and its contents had frightened him.

The box was filled with disturbing drawings.

There were some innocent pictures, but the drawings became darker and darker.

We visited my boyfriend's house, and what my son found in his room shocked me

The box revealed a dark period in Jake’s life, a side of him I never would have suspected.

Jake explained that for a while, he was struggling with his inner demons.

He had undergone therapy and was able to overcome those difficulties.

We visited my boyfriend's house, and what my son found in his room shocked me

Although this discovery shook my certainties, Jake’s sincerity and his journey gave me hope that it’s possible to change after tough times.

However, trust is earned, and I needed to take time to think about the future of my relationship with him, as well as the safety of my son.

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