I am Jenna, 46 years old, and I have always trusted my instincts as a mother.
That instinct told me something was wrong with my daughter-in-law long before anyone else noticed.
Victoria had been married to my son Ethan for four years. At first, I truly believed she loved him. She was polite, charming, and always smiling whenever we had dinner together.
Ethan adored her.
The way he looked at her reminded me of the way people in movies look at their soulmates.
But over time, little things began to change.
At first, the signs were small enough to ignore.