On my son’s fifth birthday, my husband brought another woman and claimed she was his “real mother.”

That was all the guests needed to hear.

A moment later, police officers entered the garden. They arrested Marco and Valerie for their scheme against me.

Marco cried, begged, and called Leo’s name.

But Leo only looked at him and said, “Bad people have to go away.”

I lifted my son into my arms and kissed his forehead.

Marco had planned to destroy me in front of everyone.

Instead, on my son’s fifth birthday, the truth destroyed him.