I’ve been raising my five-year-old son Luke on my own since forever, and my ex hardly ever sees him. Four months ago, I started dating Jake. He seemed like a total catch — a teacher who loves kids. When I introduced him to Luke, they hit it off right away. Recently, Jake invited us to his parents’ house by the ocean for some chill time. It sounded perfect, so off we went. When we got there, Jake showed us his old room. His parents hadn’t changed a thing since he moved out. He still slept in his old bed when he visited. Then Jake and I headed downstairs to the living room while Luke stayed behind, playing with Jake’s childhood toys. I was chilling in the living room, and Jake was chatting with his folks in the kitchen. Suddenly, Luke came running downstairs, looking absolutely terrified. He grabbed my hand and urgently pulled me towards the door. “What’s wrong, Luke?” I asked, my heart pounding.
Mia, a single mom, was hopeful about her new relationship with Jake. During a weekend getaway to his parents’ beach house, Mia’s son Luke discovered a box of bones under Jake’s bed, causing panic.
Mia, fearing the worst, rushed to leave, but after contacting the police, she learned the bones were fake replicas used for teaching. Embarrassed by her overreaction, Mia apologized to Jake, who forgave her, understanding her protective instincts. The incident brought them closer, and they now laugh about it together.
