Déjàvu, 218 Soi Krungthonburi 1 Charoenrat Klong Ton Sa Khlong San, Bangkok (2025)

07/02/2025

AN ELDERLY HOMELESS WOMAN BEGGED ME TO DRIVE HER TO CHURCH—THREE DAYS LATER, SHE KNOCKED ON MY DOOR IN A LAVISH GUCCI COAT
I’m a single mom, just trying to make ends meet. Last Saturday, I had to take my six-year-old son with me to Walmart to pick up some essentials.
As we reached our car, an elderly woman approached us. She looked homeless—her coat was ragged, her hair unkempt, and her hands were dirty. But her eyes… her eyes were kind.
"Please," she said, her voice trembling, "can you drive me to St. Mary’s Church? I need to get there."
It was a 20-minute drive, and gas wasn’t cheap. But then I saw the tears welling up in her eyes. "Please," she whispered.
Something inside me cracked. I sighed. "Alright, get in."
The gratitude in her expression was almost overwhelming. She kept thanking me over and over during the ride, but I told her it was no big deal. In my mind, I figured she just needed to pray or find shelter.
Driving home, my son smiled. "Mom, you did the right thing. I’m glad I have such a kind mommy." That alone made the trip worth it. Money was tight, and I saved every penny after my ex walked out on us when my son was two, but this… this felt right.
I thought that was the end of it. I was wrong.
Three days later, at 7 p.m., a knock at the door startled me. When I opened it, I gasped, covering my mouth.
The woman standing there was undeniably the same one I had picked up three days ago—but she looked completely different. She was clean, well-groomed, and wrapped in a brand-new Gucci coat—the kind I’d only ever seen in magazines.
"What… what’s going on?" I stammered.⬇️

07/02/2025

My father remarried after my mom died when I was 11. My stepmom did everything she could to give me a happy life. After my father's death, she stayed by my side and refused to leave me at the orphanage despite her family's demands.
But I waited until my 18th birthday to drop a bombshell she didn't expect.
Me: I want you to pack your things in the next hour. You're leaving this house.
At first, she thought I was joking, but as I said it again, her eyes filled with tears.
Stepmom: But why, dear? I thought we were a family…
Me: I've been planning this since the day Dad died.
MY PLAN IS IN THE COMMENTS BELOW. ⬇️

06/02/2025

MY FATHER WENT FISHING WITH HIS FRIENDS AND FORGOT MY 18TH BIRTHDAY — HIS GIFT MADE MY HEART SINK.
Mom and Dad split when I was eight, and I stayed with Mom. Dad was always off working, with his friends, and enjoying a million hobbies. Still, I always wanted him to notice me, be proud, and show that I mattered to him. I spent years trying to win his approval, hoping he'd come around. But his priorities were never with me.
When my 18th birthday was coming up, I hoped he'd show up. 18 is a big deal, right? I planned a small party with Mom and some close friends. I texted him about it, and he gave his usual "Sounds great, I'll try to be there!" I held onto that hope.
The day came, and Mom went all out. She decked the house with balloons, baked my favorite cake, and even got me a new guitar I'd been eyeing. The house was buzzing with friends, but there was no sign of Dad. I kept checking my phone. Nothing. Each minute felt like a gut punch.
Eventually, I called him. Straight to voicemail. I tried again and again until he finally picked up. I could hear waves and his friends laughing in the background.
"Hey, kiddo," he said, like it was just another day.
"Dad, it's my birthday," I said, trying not to sound desperate.
"Oh, right. Happy birthday!" he replied, distracted. "I'm out on the lake with the guys. I'll catch you later, okay?"
I hung up. Tears came fast, and I hid in my room. Mom sat beside me, and said, "I'm sorry, honey. You know how he is."
"I know," I whispered, trying to be strong. But inside, I was shattered.
A week later, he called, acting like nothing happened. "Hey, I got you a gift," he said. "Want to come over and get it?"
I agreed, hoping maybe he finally realized how much he'd hurt me. When I arrived, he greeted me with a big smile and ushered me to the living room where a mysterious package was propped against the wall. ⬇️

06/02/2025

I WENT TO PICK UP MY WIFE AND NEWBORN TWINS FROM THE HOSPITAL — I ONLY FOUND THE BABIES AND A NOTE.
I can't explain the excitement I felt as I drove to the hospital to bring Suzie and our newborn twin daughters home. I had spent the past few days decorating the nursery, cooking a big family dinner, and planning the perfect welcome. I even picked up balloons on the way. But when I arrived, my excitement turned into confusion.
Suzie wasn't there. I just found our two sleeping daughters and a note.
My hands shook as I unfolded it: "Goodbye. Take care of them. Ask your mother WHY she did this to me."
I froze, rereading it over and over. What the hell did this mean? Where was Suzie?
I asked the nurse, my voice trembling. "Where's my wife?"
"She checked out this morning," the nurse said hesitantly. "She said you knew."
Knew? I had no clue. I drove home with the twins, my mind racing, replaying every moment of Suzie's pregnancy. She seemed happy — or was I blind?
When I got home, my mom was there, smiling and holding a casserole. "Oh, let me see my grandbabies!"
I pulled back. "Not yet, Mom. What did you do to Suzie?" ⬇️

06/02/2025

MY WIFE DIED IN A PLANE CRASH 23 YEARS AGO — IF ONLY I'D KNOWN IT WOULDN'T BE OUR LAST MEETING.
Recently, I met our new employee from Germany, Elsa, and I froze. She looked eerily like my late wife. I shook off the feeling, and we headed to the office. Later, over lunch with the team, her light and funny personality stood out. We hit it off instantly, but don't get any ideas — she's 23 years younger than me, and that's a line I'd never cross.
Over the next few months, Elsa became a trusted colleague and a great friend. One day, she said with a grin, "I showed your picture to my mom, and she immediately booked a ticket here. Maybe it was love at first sight, huh?" I laughed.
So I invited Elsa and her mom, Elke, to dinner. But as the meal began, Elsa excused herself to the bathroom, and her mom leaned in suddenly and grabbed my shoulder.
Her: "Don't you dare eye my daughter. You don't recognize me, do you?" ⬇️

06/02/2025

MY ONLY SON DIDN'T LET ME SEE MY NEWBORN GRANDSON FOR THE FIRST TIME AFTER I WALKED 5 HOURS TO MEET HIM.
At 71, I finally became a grandma! I really couldn't wait to see my grandchild. But then Mark, my son, told me he couldn't pick me up. Honestly, I've always felt that in his new, fancy life, Mark was ashamed of his poor old mom. But I missed them so much that I decided — screw it — I'd go to their house myself!
Despite the freezing cold, the snow, my bad legs that barely worked without a walker... I walked FOR FIVE HOURS. I was starving, exhausted, and could barely stand, but nothing could stop me. When I finally got there, I knocked on the door. Mark opened it and stared at me. I told him about my journey, hoping he'd understand, but he snapped, "I don't care what you went through! I said we'd meet later! Now GO HOME!" And then he slammed the door in my face! Jeez, I stood there, crying. Was that really what I deserved?
Later that night, back at home, I could no longer move. My legs were swollen, they were literally giving out. At that very moment, I heard my front door creak open.

06/02/2025

I FOUND THIS PHONE UNDER A CAR SEAT IN MY HUSBAND’S CAR - AND IT RUINED HIS LIFE.
I stumbled upon a secret phone hidden under the car seat of my husband's car, and get this, it only had ONE number saved. My heart just sank seeing all those lovey-dovey texts, romantic selfies, and videos spanning over five months. Just like that, our whole marriage felt like a sham.
I decided right then and there, I'd serve him a taste of his own medicine when he least expected it. So, I sneakily turned on all the location trackers on that secret phone and placed it right back where I found it, making sure he wouldn’t catch on.
Fast forward to yesterday, our 15th anniversary of all days, and he has the nerve to tell me he's too swamped with work to make it to our dinner.
That's when I knew it was go-time for my revenge. ⬇️

06/02/2025

I've been a doctor for over 10 years, but I've never seen anything like this.
I'm an obstetrician in the maternity ward. That day, there was a young couple, Lucy and Ross. They had been trying for a long time, and finally, their prayers were answered. The delivery went well, and their beautiful twins were born.
But when the nurse handed the babies to Ross, his smile turned to anger.
"This isn't my son. Where's my son?!"
"Dear, what's happening?" asked Lucy. I hesitated to interfere, thinking it might be a personal matter, but when Lucy took the babies, she screamed, "THIS IS NOT MY SON! WHERE IS MY SON?!"
I stepped in without looking at the s*x of the baby. "Listen, I personally delivered the babies; there can't be any mistake!"
"Oh, really? Do you think we're crazy? Maybe your nurse can explain what happened?!"
I looked at Savannah, our nurse, and everything became clear to me.👇

06/02/2025

A BOY VISITED THE GRAVE OF HIS ADOPTIVE MOTHER, WHOM HE RESENTED IN LIFE, AND FOUND AN ENVELOPE WITH HIS NAME ON IT
When Stuart was 13, an illness took the life of his adoptive mother, whom he never fully accepted. She tried, but she could never really reach his heart. She raised him on her own after adopting him as a single mom.
Nine days after her passing, her best friend, now Stuart's guardian, approached him and said, "You should visit her grave. She left something there just for you." In fact, it was only after her death that Stewart realized that he would miss her. And that's why he decided to visit her grave.
When he arrived, he really spotted an envelope resting nearby with "For Stuart" written on it. Opening it, he was completely unprepared for what he saw. The letter began with the words, "From your biological mother."
As he started to read, he dropped to his knees, tears streaming down his face. ⬇️

06/02/2025

I FOUND AN ELDERLY HOMELESS WOMAN ON THE ROADSIDE ON A SNOWY CHRISTMAS EVE AND TOOK HER HOME — DAYS LATER, A LUXURY SUV PULLED UP TO MY DOOR
Christmas Eve was brutal. I'd just left my cleaning job at the Graysons' mansion, exhausted and freezing, and all I could think about was getting home to my five kids. My husband's gone, and as a single mom, life's a constant hustle to keep food on the table.
On my walk home, I saw an elderly woman huddled on the sidewalk, wrapped in thin blankets and shivering in the snow. She looked utterly alone and worn down. I hesitated. I didn't have much, but leaving her there just didn't feel right.
I knelt down. "Ma'am, do you have anywhere to go tonight?"
She shook her head, giving me this grateful but tired look. "No, dear, but don't worry about me."
I said, "Come on, I don't have much, but I've got a warm place and some food." She took my arm, and together we walked to my little house. The kids didn't miss a beat—they set her up with tea, proudly showed her our tiny, paper-decorated Christmas tree, and we had a modest dinner together, filling the house with laughter and warmth.
Sure enough, gossip spread fast. My colleague in the mansion, Janine, another housekeeper, sneered the next day at work, "Can barely feed her own kids, and now she's taking in strays?" I brushed it off.
Three days later, just as I was heading out, a loud honking stopped me cold. Outside was a luxury SUV, the kind I'd never imagine in front of my place. A man in a suit walked up to my door, eyes stern.
"Are you Kate?" he demanded, eyes narrowing as he took me in. ⬇️

06/02/2025

WE ADOPTED A 4-YEAR-OLD GIRL – A MONTH LATER, SHE CAME TO ME AND SAID, "MOMMY, DON'T TRUST DADDY"
A month had flown by since we officially became a family of three. After months of planning, forms, and background checks, Richard and I finally brought little Jennifer home. She was shy but had a spark we hoped would soon shine through. As her mother, I was ready to give her all the love she deserved.
Richard was thrilled. After years of heartbreak trying to start a family, adoption felt like fate when we met Jennifer. But just weeks into our new life, I noticed something unsettling. Jennifer clung to me tightly, eyeing Richard with a strange wariness. I told myself she was just adjusting.
Then, one afternoon, as I folded laundry, Jennifer looked up at me, her voice soft. "MOMMY," she whispered, "DON'T TRUST DADDY!"
Her words froze me, my heart pounding. There was no malice, only a quiet, childlike warning. Kneeling, I asked gently, "Why, sweetie?"
Her lips curved into a sad, tiny smile before answering.⬇️

06/02/2025

WE ADOPTED A 3-YEAR-OLD BOY — WHEN MY HUSBAND WENT TO BATHE HIM FOR THE FIRST TIME, HE SHOUTED, "WE MUST RETURN HIM!"
I've been married to my husband for 10 years, and after struggling to have a child, we decided to adopt. My husband, a busy businessman, didn't have the time to focus on the process, so I took it upon myself to call agencies, submit paperwork, and review lists of children in need of homes.
We initially planned to adopt an infant, but the demand was high. Then I found a photo of a 3-year-old boy whose mother had abandoned him. The boy's big blue eyes captured my heart.
When I showed the photo to my husband, he liked Sam too. We talked it over and felt ready for this commitment.
So, we completed the paperwork and a month later, we brought Sam home. I was overjoyed! My husband even offered to bathe him for the first time to build a connection, and I felt so relieved that he was excited about becoming a dad.
But just a minute after they entered the bathroom, my husband ran out and shouted, "WE MUST RETURN HIM!"⬇️

06/02/2025

WE ADOPTED A 3-YEAR-OLD BOY — WHEN MY HUSBAND WENT TO BATHE HIM FOR THE FIRST TIME, HE SHOUTED, "WE MUST RETURN HIM!"
I’ve been married to my husband for 10 years, and after struggling to have a child, we decided to adopt. My husband, a busy businessman, didn’t have the time to focus on the process, so I took it upon myself to call agencies, submit paperwork, and review lists of children in need of homes.
We initially planned to adopt an infant, but the demand was high. Then I found a photo of a 3-year-old boy whose mother had abandoned him. The boy's big blue eyes captured my heart.
When I showed the photo to my husband, he liked Sam too. We talked it over and felt ready for this commitment.
So, we completed the paperwork and a month later, we brought Sam home. I was overjoyed! My husband even offered to bathe him for the first time to build a connection, and I felt so relieved that he was excited about becoming a dad.
But just a minute after they entered the bathroom, my husband ran out and shouted, "WE MUST RETURN HIM!"⬇️

06/02/2025

MY BEST FRIEND ASKED ME TO HELP WITH HER ENGAGEMENT PARTY — WHEN I ARRIVED, I WAS HORRIFIED BY HER BETRAYAL.
A few weeks ago, Sophie called me, absolutely buzzing with excitement. "I need your help," she said. "Ryan and I are throwing a small engagement party. It's a surprise, so don't tell anyone!"
I was thrilled for her. "Of course! Congratulations!" I said, genuinely happy. Ryan's a great guy, and Sophie deserves the best.
"It's nothing huge," she added, "but I want it to be perfect. You're amazing at planning — can you help with decorations?"
How could I say no? Over the next few weeks, I was running around town gathering pink and gold balloons, fairy lights, and flowers. Sophie was being unusually secretive, though. Anytime I asked about details, she'd laugh nervously and say, "I don't want to jinx it!"
Fast forward to Friday — party prep day. I spent hours setting up: stringing lights, arranging flowers, and double-checking every detail. It looked magical, and I couldn't wait for Sophie to see it.
The big day finally arrived. I packed up some last-minute balloons and headed to the venue, feeling excited and proud of how everything turned out. But when I opened the door to the main hall, my heart sank.
It wasn't set up for Sophie's engagement party. ⬇️

06/02/2025

I WAS ADOPTED 25 YEARS AGO – LAST MONTH, MY BIO FATHER KNOCKED ON MY DOOR DEMANDING 50% OF EVERYTHING I OWN
I had just put my four-year-old down for a nap when the doorbell rang—loud and insistent. Annoyed, I opened the door.
A man I didn't recognize stood there—mid-50s, stooped, with hard-worn features. His eyes scanned the marble floors and chandelier behind me before landing back on my face.
"Emily," he said, his voice rough. "It's me. Your father."
I froze. This man—this ghost from my past—was the one who abandoned me at an orphanage after my mom died. I was three. Two brutal years passed before I was adopted at five. I'd worked so hard to move on.
I swallowed. "Why are you here?"
His smirk grew. "I heard you're doing well. Nice house, car, family. Thought it's time you shared the wealth—with the man who made it possible."
"What?" I stammered.
"Without me, you wouldn't have been adopted by that rich family. I gave you that chance. Now, I want 50% of everything you own. Nice mansion, by the way."
My stomach twisted. Memories of the orphanage—cold beds, stale food, and loneliness—rushed back.
Before I could speak, his expression shifted. His smugness wavered, eyes darted past me, fixing on something behind my shoulder.
I turned to see what had caught his attention. ⬇️

06/02/2025

WE ADOPTED A 4-YEAR-OLD GIRL — A MONTH LATER, SHE CAME TO ME AND SAID, "MOMMY, DON'T TRUST DADDY."
A month had flown by since we officially became a family of three. After months of planning, forms, and background checks, Richard and I finally brought little Jennifer home. She was shy but had a spark we hoped would soon shine through. As her mother, I was ready to give her all the love she deserved.
Richard was thrilled. After years of heartbreak trying to start a family, it felt like fate when we met Jennifer. But just weeks into our new life, I noticed something unsettling. Jennifer clung to me tightly, eyeing Richard with a strange wariness. I told myself she was just adjusting.
Then, one afternoon, as I folded laundry, Jennifer looked up at me, her voice soft. "MOMMY," she whispered, "DON'T TRUST DADDY!"
Her words froze me, my heart pounding. There was no malice, only a quiet, childlike warning. Kneeling, I asked gently, "Why, sweetie?"
Her lips curved into a sad, tiny smile before answering.⬇️

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