At 45, my mom finally found love again, and I truly wanted to be happy for her—until I met Aaron, her 25-year-old fiancé. The age gap made me uneasy, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that he might be using her. Determined to protect her, I pretended to support their relationship while quietly digging into his past. I needed to know the truth before it was too late.

Aaron was always polite and thoughtful, never giving me a clear reason to doubt him. But then I found locked documents—debts under his name and a property registered in my mom’s name.