Her Daughter And Son-In-Law Died But Their Kids Saw Them 2 Years Later

Finally, gathering every ounce of courage I possessed, I approached the cottage door and rang the doorbell.

For a moment, there was silence, then footsteps approached.

The door swung open, and there stood my daughter. Her face drained of color as she recognized me.

“Mom?” she gasped. “What… how did you find us?”

Before I could respond, Stephan appeared behind her. Then, the sound of approaching sirens filled the air.

“How could you?” My voice trembled with rage and grief. “How could you leave your own children behind? Do you have any idea what you put us through?”

The police cars pulled up, and two officers approached quickly but cautiously.

“I think we’ll need to ask some questions,” one said, looking between us. “This… this is not something we see every day.”

Monica and Stephan, who had changed their names to Emily and Anthony, spilled out their story in bits and pieces.

“It wasn’t supposed to be like this,” Monica said, her voice wavering. “We were… we were drowning, you know? The debts, the loan sharks… they kept coming, demanding more. We tried everything, but it just got worse.”

Stephan sighed. “They didn’t just want money. They were threatening us, and we didn’t want to drag the kids into the mess we created.”

Monica continued, tears trickling down her cheeks. “We thought if we left, we’d be giving the kids a better, more stable life. We thought they’d be better off without us. Leaving them behind was the hardest thing we ever did.”

They confessed that they had staged the accident to look like they’d fallen off a cliff into the river, hoping the police would soon stop searching and they’d be presumed dead.