My son married a woman with two kids

My son married a woman with two kids. I loved them from day one.
They called me Grandma.
One day, my DIL said, ‘Stop trying—they’re not real grandchildren.’
When she had a baby with my son, she told me, ‘Now come see your real grandchild.’
I refused. She cut me off.
A year later, her 14-year-old son found me. Turns out…

…he’s been sneaking out to visit me without telling his mom.

I stare at him on my front porch, lanky and nervous, hands shoved into his hoodie pockets. His eyes flicker with guilt, but there’s a flicker of hope too—like he’s clinging to something that still feels good and right in his world.

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