She screamed at me, calling me a cheating harlot and questioning how I could be so horrible, especially with the kids involved. When I finally composed myself, I told my mother in law to ask her son about the "gaycation." At first, she reacted with anger, but I insisted she ask him about it—he’d explain everything. She dismissed me as a joke and hung up. Later that evening, she called back, tears flowing, apologizing profusely. I reassured her that she didn’t need to apologize. She was so...