Her husband, Mauricio, was supposed to come and get her, but instead, he sent her home alone. When she arrived, her belongings were dumped in the snow and her mother had changed the locks.

Having nowhere else to go, she returned to the hospital, but was not allowed to enter again.

So she sat outside, waiting.

That’s when I made a phone call.

They had no idea who they had just run into.

PART 2

After Elena lost her parents at sixteen, I raised her as my own daughter. I made sure she always had a roof over her head; so, when she married Mauricio, I gave her a fully paid-off apartment in her name.

At first, everything seemed to be going well.

Then he slowly isolated him.

By the time she became pregnant, he had changed: distant, cold, manipulative.

The real trap was sprung at the hospital.

Her brother brought her some “documents” to sign, claiming they concerned the baby’s future. Exhausted and under the influence of medication, she signed them, unaware that one of them transferred her apartment to her mother-in-law.

There was no conflict.

It was a plan.

A lawyer confirmed it. Then an investigator discovered other elements: CCTV footage showing them throwing her belongings outside, and worse still… another victim.

This was not the first time.

It was a recurring pattern.