Taking care of my sick mom was exhausting, but things got worse when valuable items started disappearing from her house. Naturally, I suspected my younger sister Jane, who had a history of recklessness and rarely helped with Mom’s care. Despite her troubles, Mom always believed in Jane, and I struggled with the tension between us.

After Jane’s visits, more jewelry and keepsakes went missing. I confronted her, but she denied everything and accused me of unfairly blaming her. Frustrated and desperate, I installed hidden cameras at Mom’s house to catch the thief.

To my shock, the footage showed Jane simply looking at the jewelry but never taking anything. Instead, it was my husband Kaden who stole Mom’s valuables. When confronted, he admitted to a gambling addiction and borrowing money from Jane—who had even tried to help him with rehab offers.

I felt betrayed and heartbroken. I asked Kaden to leave and turned to Jane, apologizing for doubting her. She forgave me without hesitation, saying she stood by me no matter what. That moment helped me realize that true family means forgiveness and standing together, even when trust is broken.