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During blizzard, she sheltered a frozen old man, only to be shocked by screams from nursery

She found refuge in the remote wilderness after her divorce. During a fierce blizzard, she sheltered a frozen old man carrying a peculiar bundle, only to be paralyzed by shock when screams suddenly erupted from the nursery, sending her racing to its source. The sting of the divorce was still too fresh, a jagged, unhealed wound in Eliza's heart. Not enough time had passed for her to fully piece herself back together, to remember the woman she was before the shattering revelation. Scott's infidelity had been a devastating blow, a betrayal that felt like a punch to the gut. But in her deepest, most hopeful moments, Eliza might have found a way to forgive him, perhaps if he had shown remorse, promised it would never happen again. Instead, he had looked her dead in the eye and declared, with chilling finality, that he loved this "other woman," Sophia, and intended to build a life with her. "What about Jimmie? What about us?" Eliza had pleaded, her voice barely a whisper, echoing in their suddenly cavernous living room. "What about you?" Scott had retorted, his voice flat, devoid of emotion. "You'll manage. People do. You're not the first, and you won't be the last. Let's skip the dramatics, Eliza. I love Sophia, and I'm staying with her." The divorce itself had been a bruising battle, riddled with arguments and slights, most of them aimed squarely at Eliza. Scott had shown no inclination to divide anything fairly. The spacious apartment, their marital home, had belonged to him before their marriage, a cold, hard fact she couldn't dispute. Yet, in a twisted act of what he likely considered generosity, he hadn't exactly thrown his ex-wife and their seven-year-old son, Jimmie, onto the streets. "You still have that old family house in the suburbs, right? You can live there," he'd said with an unnerving indifference, as if suggesting she move to a distant storage unit. Eliza had no choice but to agree. So, now, she and little Jimmie lived in the quaint, slightly rundown two-bedroom bungalow that had been her childhood home. The one thing her ex-husband hadn't contested, surprisingly, was custody of their son. With a sweeping, magnanimous gesture, Scott had left Jimmie with his mother, promising "to help out when he could" and "to visit sometimes." But from the moment they received the final divorce decree, Scott had vanished from their lives, a phantom father, sending not a single penny. Child support had been legally mandated, but it seemed Jimmie's father was entirely unconcerned with legalities or moral obligations. #storiesfromthebox #audiostory #humanvoicestories #touchingstory #revengestory