I Became Guardian of My Twin Sisters After Mom Died — My Fiancée Pretended to Love Them Until I Heard What She Really Said

“My mom had nanny cams in the house. She installed them back when she worked long hours and had babysitters for Lily and Maya. I forgot they were even there until that day. This isn’t a setup. This isn’t a joke. This is Jenna, speaking freely.”

I clicked again. Another clip played — Jenna’s voice, this time speaking directly to the girls.

“Don’t cry, Maya,” Jenna snapped. “I’m warning you. If you cry again, I’ll take your notebooks and throw them away. You need to grow up before you keep writing your silly stories in them.”

“But we don’t want to leave,” Maya whispered. “We want to stay with James. He’s the best brother in the world.”

Lily’s hand slipped into mine. Maya didn’t look away, not even once.

“That’s not — James, that’s out of context! I was venting! You weren’t supposed to —”