I’ve been married to my husband for 3 years now, and we’ve been trying to have a child. Everything else in our marriage was peaceful, until my mother-in-law moved in with us.
She started acting like I was the problem. Always side-eyeing me, calling me names like “empty basket” and “man-eater.” I endured it all in silence.
One weekend, she invited me to “follow her to the market.” I didn’t suspect anything until we took a detour and ended up in a strange compound — a shrine.
She told me, “Since doctors cannot help you, let’s try the traditional way.” I was shocked and refused to go inside. But, Don’t scroll past—click here now to read the full story from start to finish!
