Pam thought the reunion of high school friends would be a simple trip down memory lane. But when an old prom tape emerged her curiosity deepened. As the tape began to play, the grainy footage revealed something that left Pam questioning everything she thought she knew about those close to her.
Caleb and I stood at the front door, the crisp evening air brushing against my face.
My heart thudded with a mix of excitement and nervousness. I glanced at Caleb, whose expression screamed indifference.
His hands were stuffed into his jacket pockets, and his shoulders slouched like he’d rather be anywhere else.
“You could at least pretend to be excited,” I said, my voice tinged with irritation.
“Pam, not now,” Caleb muttered, rolling his eyes. “Can we not start this here? Just give me a couple of hours without the drama, okay?”
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“Drama? Seriously?” I shot back, crossing my arms.
“I’m not asking for much. I just want you to care about something that’s important to me.”
“There you go again,” he sighed heavily.
“Look, I’m here, aren’t I? I could’ve been at the pub with the guys, but I came. That should count for something.”
“If hanging out at the pub means more to you than our little high school reunion, you might as well go,” I snapped, my voice sharper than I intended.
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“School reunion? There would only be three of us!” Caleb retorted, his frustration bubbling over. “You always twist my words. It’s like you don’t even try to understand me.”
Before I could respond, the door creaked open, revealing Connor, his face lighting up with a warm smile.
“Pam! Caleb! You made it!” he said, his voice full of genuine enthusiasm. “Sorry for the delay. You know, last-minute prep.”
“Connor!” I beamed, wrapping him in a friendly hug. I reached into the bag I was holding and pulled out the cake I’d spent the afternoon baking.
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“Look, I brought a cake.”
Connor’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.
“Oh wow! You baked this? That’s amazing, Pam!”
“Yep,” I said, feeling shy under his admiration. “It’s a special occasion.”
“Twenty years since we graduated… Crazy how time flies,” Connor said, examining the cake with a grin.
“Yeah, yeah. She baked a cake. Big deal,” Caleb interrupted with a groan.
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“Can we go inside now? I’m freezing out here.”
Connor chuckled, stepping aside. “Of course, come on in.” As I walked past, Connor gave me an encouraging smile, a silent but comforting acknowledgment.
Connor had always been my best friend, the kind of person who got me without needing explanations.
He had a way of making me feel seen, even when others didn’t.
As Caleb trudged ahead, his disinterest almost tangible, I couldn’t help but notice the contrast between the two.
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Connor led us to the living room, his usual warm demeanor setting a welcoming tone.
Caleb, however, made a beeline for the couch, grabbed the remote, and started flipping through channels like he was in his own living room.
I stood there for a moment, hands on my hips, watching him settle on a sports network.
“Caleb, seriously?” I said, my voice laced with frustration.
“Can’t you watch that game later?”
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He didn’t respond, his eyes glued to the screen as if my words were background noise. It was one of his go-to moves—pretend I wasn’t upset, and eventually, I’d let it go. Annoyingly, it often worked.
Sighing, I let my attention wander to an open cabinet in the corner of the room.
Inside was a box overflowing with old items—photos, trinkets, and memories that seemed to be calling my name.
On top was a photo album. My curiosity got the better of me, and I knelt to pull it out.
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Flipping through the pages, I felt a rush of nostalgia.
The photos captured moments from our high school days—laughing faces, awkward hairstyles, and the kind of carefree energy I hadn’t felt in years.
A bittersweet smile tugged at my lips, and I could feel tears threatening to form.
“Caleb, come here!” I called out, holding up a photo. “It’s us on that school trip! Remember?”
“Can you not? You’re interrupting,” Caleb said flatly, still glued to the TV.
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Before I could snap back, Connor walked in carrying plates of cake. His eyes landed on the album in my hands, and his face lit up.
“You found the old photos,” he said, setting the plates down.
“My mom loved taking pictures. She was convinced we’d thank her someday.”
He straightened his posture and mimicked a stern voice.
“‘You’ll thank me when you’re older!’ she’d always say.”
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I laughed. “She sounds like she was a gem.”
As I flipped to another page, something caught my eye—a VHS tape sitting in the box beneath the album. Its label, scrawled in marker, read “PROM.”
“You have prom footage?” I asked, holding up the tape.
Connor hesitated. “Oh, that? It’s ancient. Probably doesn’t even work anymore. Besides, who has a VCR these days?”
“Right there,” I said, pointing to the dusty player next to the box.
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Connor sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly. “I forgot that was even there…”
“Caleb, we need the TV!” I called over my shoulder.
Caleb didn’t even glance up. “Touch this TV, and I’ll snap that tape in half,” he said, his tone low and firm.
“Fine!” I huffed, turning to Connor with determination. “You have a TV in your room, right? Let’s go.”
Connor looked uneasy, but he nodded, leading the way.
The promise of seeing that prom footage ignited a spark of excitement in me, even if Caleb couldn’t care less. Something told me this tape held more than just old memories—it held answers.
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I rushed into Connor’s bedroom clutching the VHS tape like it was a treasure chest.
My heart was racing, not just from excitement but from a strange mix of nostalgia and curiosity. Connor followed behind me, looking as if he’d rather be anywhere else.
“I’m telling you, Pam, this is a bad idea,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. His unease was written all over his face.
“Bad idea?” I repeated, scoffing as I crouched to plug the VCR into the small TV in his room.
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“Connor, this is the best idea I’ve had all night. Come on, don’t you want to relive prom? This is history, our history.”
Connor sighed heavily, crossing his arms. “I just think some things are better left in the past.”
“Not this,” I insisted, sliding the tape into the player. “This is gold. Ready? Here we go!”
As the tape whirred to life, the screen filled with the grainy, slightly distorted image of Connor’s mom holding a camcorder. Her voice came through loud and clear, cheerful and commanding.
“Connor, smile! It’s prom night!” she chirped from behind the camera.
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Young Connor appeared on the screen, a boy trying to fit into a man’s suit.
His hair was slicked back with too much gel, and his bright red tie was slightly crooked. He looked like he wanted to disappear.
“Mom, stop filming,” he groaned, shifting uncomfortably under her gaze.
“You’ll thank me when you’re older!” she shot back with a chuckle.
I burst out laughing. “Wow, she really said that! You weren’t kidding.”
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Connor didn’t share my amusement. “Pam, I’m serious. Let’s just stop this.”
Ignoring him, I leaned closer to the screen as the tape transitioned to a car ride. The camera jostled slightly, showing the interior of the vehicle and Connor in the passenger seat.
“Mom! Stop the car! Pull over!” young Connor suddenly shouted.
“What’s wrong?” his mom asked, the camera swinging to catch his panicked expression.
“It’s Pam,” he said, pointing out the window. “She’s crying.”
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The camera panned to a younger version of me, sitting on the porch of my house, my face buried in my hands. I remembered that night all too well.
Caleb had been late, and I’d convinced myself he wasn’t coming. I was heartbroken, ready to skip prom entirely.
“I’ll go ask her to prom, I’m ready to tell her about my feelings,” Connor said softly.
His mom’s voice was full of warmth. “My little prince. Go ahead.”
The footage showed Connor stepping out of the car, straightening his tie as he approached. But before he could reach me, another car pulled up.
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Caleb stepped out, his dad giving him a light shove to hurry him along.
I looked up, my tear-streaked face breaking into a radiant smile when I saw Caleb. Without hesitation, I ran to him, leaving Connor standing alone in the driveway.
The camera caught every moment—my joy, Caleb’s smug grin, and Connor’s heart sinking as he watched from afar.
I hit the pause button, my hand trembling. “Connor… You were going to ask me to prom?.. Even more, you were going to tell me that you loved me..”
He didn’t meet my eyes. “It doesn’t matter now, Pam. It never did.”
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“But all these years…” My voice cracked. “You cared about me?”
Connor finally looked at me, his expression pained but resolute.
“Of course I did. But you were happy with Caleb, and that’s what mattered. That’s all that ever mattered.”
Tears streamed down my face as I tried to process what I’d just seen and heard. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Connor shook his head, giving me a sad smile. “Because you were already where you wanted to be. And I couldn’t ruin that.”
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The room felt heavy with unspoken words. I didn’t know what to say, and for once, Connor didn’t fill the silence.
We both stared at the frozen image on the screen, young Connor standing alone in the shadows while I walked away, blissfully unaware.
We returned to the living room, where Caleb was still glued to the TV, oblivious to everything. But something inside me had shifted.
I sat next to Connor, stealing glances at him as he pretended everything was fine. The memory of that night, of his quiet heartbreak, lingered in my mind.
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“Connor,” I whispered. “You’ve always been there for me. I see that now. You’ve always been more than a friend, haven’t you?”
“Pam, please,” he said, his voice breaking. “Let it go.”
I bit my lip, unsure of what to do. My heart was torn between the familiarity of Caleb and the quiet, unwavering love Connor had always shown me.
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“Maybe in another life,” I said softly.
“Maybe,” Connor replied, his smile bittersweet.
That night, I lay awake, wondering what could’ve been. For the first time, I questioned everything I thought I knew about love—and what it meant to be truly seen.
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New Father Kicks Wife With Newborn Twins onto the Streets, Years Later He Begs Her for Help – Story of the Day
A minted father who is unwilling to spend money to raise his newborn twins asks his wife to give up one baby for adoption. He kicks her out with the babies when she refuses and knocks on her door for help five years later.
It was a cold, rainy night, and Angie cradled her newborn babies at the bus stop. “Where will we go? Jesus, please help us. Shelter us as we wait out this rough night,” she cried, wiping warm tear droplets off her babies’ faces. Angie had nowhere to go, and her parents had died long back.
Suddenly, she sensed something creeping behind her and was terrified. Angie mustered the courage to protect her babies from whatever it was. “It’s a dog!” she sighed.
Angie never imagined her life would turn topsy-turvy overnight. She never thought her husband Jake, who she trusted and loved throughout their marriage, would kick her out with their babies just a week after their birth…
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“How I wish my mom were with me today…Sorry, mama, I should’ve listened to you and not rushed with my marriage with Jake,” sobbed Angie, thinking about her late mom.
“You can stay in this house as long as you agree to keep just one baby or leave if you want to keep both. Decide wisely, dear.”
Angie met Jake after graduation five years ago. He was a young, handsome man, and she thought he was the one. They fell for each other in what would turn into a fairytale love story, but with one exception—there was no ‘happily ever after’ in Angie’s case.
Problems sparked in the fourth year of their marriage when she told Jake she was pregnant.
“But darling, you know I’ve just started my business. We have postponed baby planning all these years, and I am not ready to be a father yet,” Jake was upset when Angie showed him the two pink lines on her pregnancy test kit.
Jake’s reluctance to be a father showed he was unprepared for responsibilities. Poor Angie was torn between his disapproval of having children and her desire to have as many as possible. But was Jake prepared to know Angie was pregnant with twins?
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“I am okay with having a baby…you get it? I mean, one baby is enough,” said Jake as Angie walked into the ward for scanning. “I pray that you don’t come out and tell me we are having twins,” he joked, his mouth curved into an ironic smile. Moments later, fate joked back at him.
Angie came out, distressed and worried. She was pale while she was supposed to be blushing and smiling.
“What is it?” he asked her, impatient for her reply. “What did the doctor say?”
Angie swallowed her fear and spoke out, partly guessing Jake’s reaction. “Our babies are fine,” she said.
“Alright…wait, what…babies?” he exclaimed.
The scan Angie took minutes ago gave her a glimpse at two tiny lives growing inside her. She was pregnant with twins, and Jake was not happy about that.
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Jake stormed to his car as Angie read his mind and pictured his frustrations. She was nervous and thought he had joked about having only one baby. But his reactions proved otherwise.
Jake grew distant from Angie day by day and focused only on making more money. She knew he was upset about having twins and assumed he would cool down with time. But it only worsened during her third trimester.
Angie was in the hospital, waiting for Jake to see their newborn twin baby girls. But he never showed up. He sent his maid and driver three days later to bring Angie and their babies home.
Jake did not want to get involved with his babies. He didn’t even welcome them home or hold them. He was unhappy and unprepared to be their father.
Angie returned home with her newborns that evening, knowing little about Jake’s condition. “We keep only one child and give the other up for adoption. If you are okay with it, we are a family. If not, you can leave the house with them,” he told Angie.
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At first, Angie thought Jake was kidding. He dragged her suitcase to the living room and placed it in front of her, indicating he was serious.
“I’m not ready to raise two children and burn a hole in my pocket. My business is fetching a lot of profits, and I need to focus on making more money…I don’t want to waste my time and wealth on raising two babies when I can easily raise just one,” he explained.
Angie was devastated. “They are our babies, Jake. How could you ask a mother to give up her baby? Are you out of your mind? Both my babies are our symbol of love,” she cried. But Jake was stubborn.
“My business has just started to flourish, and I don’t have the time to focus on family. I don’t want to waste my hard-earned money on two babies. You can stay in this house as long as you agree to keep just one baby or leave if you want to keep both. Decide wisely, dear,” he said, despite knowing Angie had nowhere to go.
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The poor mother’s choice was obvious. She took her suitcase and left the house with the babies. Jake’s greed for his newfound riches blinded his devotion to family. He failed as a husband and a father. But it didn’t matter to him.
Angie snapped to her present and found herself still deserted at the bus stop, cradling her babies. “Where will I go? Please help me, Jesus,” she cried and was disrupted by an intense beam of light rays.
“Hello there, are you alright? It’s raining heavily. Would you like a ride, my dear?” an older woman called out to her from a taxi. Angie looked up and saw a nun. She wrapped her babies in her jacket and approached the car.
“Oh my, how adorable your babies are!” exclaimed the nun. “Get in. I’ll drop you. Where do you want to go?”
“I don’t know, Sister,” said Angie. “My path is dark, and I am lost. I don’t know which way to go. My babies and I were abandoned by someone dear to us.”
The nun understood Angie’s misery and immediately took her to the convent.
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Angie and her daughters, Sophie and Marley, found a safe shelter to wait out the rough days of their lives. Angie taught in the school administered by the church. She also worked part-time in a restaurant, and two years later, she saved a good chunk of money to start her café.
Gradually, Angie was able to give her daughters a better life, though it could’ve been much better had their father been involved. Moreover, Angie did not regret her decision not wanting to divorce Jake. Deep in her heart, she hoped he would realize his mistake and come for them someday.
Five years passed, and Angie now had her own house. It was quite small yet comfortable. She spent the best years watching Sophia and Marley grow up.
There were times when Angie used to struggle without enough profits in business, but her faith and determination motivated her. She launched two more coffee shops in town, and gradually, her fortune grew. But in the other part of town, Jake’s business tanked.
He was drowned in debt, and everybody he sought financial help from refused to support him at the last minute. Jake knew how rich Angie was now and thought only she could help him.
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“Hey, how are you?” Angie answered the door one day when she least expected to see Jake at the doorstep. “Come in!”
Jake vaguely smiled and immediately apologized to Angie. “Darling, I’m so sorry for abandoning you. My greed to earn more money cost me big. I am bankrupt, and it’s the best punishment I deserve for kicking you out with our babies. Please forgive me, and please help me.”
Angie now understood why Jake had come. She had learned about his loss in business but never thought he would visit her and apologize, let alone ask for help.
Jake saw a photo of Angie with their daughters and cried. “I’m sorry, sweethearts. Please forgive your daddy,” he said. Angie’s heart melted, and though she knew Jake had come crawling for help, she was willing to do it because she still loved him.
“But darling, I will not be able to repay such a huge amount of money. I will need time. I was such a cruel husband and a heartless father. Are you sure you want to help me?” he sobbed when Angie gave him a check worth the money he wanted.
“The night you kicked me out, I learned what greed is and how it can ruin relationships. And today, I learned what forgiveness is. What are we going to achieve by holding onto our past grudges? Nothing! Everyone makes mistakes, but as humans, we must learn to forgive one another,” said Angie.
Jake realized his mistake and promised to take Angie and their kids back once he sorted his business issues. He wanted to be a good father to his children and compensate for the heartbreak Angie endured all these years.
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What can we learn from this story?
- Do not walk past the needy. When the nun saw Angie and her newborn babies stranded at the bus stop on a rainy night, she offered them a ride. She took them to the convent and offered shelter after learning of the mother’s misery.
- One of the best attributes of humans is our ability to forgive. Despite being wronged by Jake, Angie forgave him and helped him financially when he came to her and apologized.
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