Full part: On my wedding night, I had to give my bed to my mother-in-law because she was “dug”; the next morning I found something glued to the sheet that left me speechless.ad

However, as soon as I finished removing my makeup, the door opened:ad “Mom is too drunk, let her lie down for a while, she’s too loud down.” My mother-in-law, a controlling and notoriously strict woman, stumbled, hugging a pillow, with her breath stinking of alcohol, her low-cut blouse and her red face. Gentey society.ad

I was about to help her in the living room, but my husband stopped me: “Let mom go to bed here, it’s just a night. One night. Our wedding night.”ad

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