𝗦𝗔𝗬 𝗬𝗘𝗦 𝗜𝗙 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 Days of Our Lives #DOOL

During our family cruise, my son was smiling, my daughter-in-law busy taking pictures. a waitress leaned in and quietly handed me a note: “call 911.” i didn’t panic. i folded it and gave a small nod. twenty minutes later, they were trembling in front of security….
My son hadn’t called in four years. Not for birthdays, not even when I landed in the emergency room. So when a note appeared inviting me on a family cruise, a foolish part of me whispered, Maybe he’s changed.
On the ship, the attention was suffocating. His wife, Lyanna, greeted me at breakfast with a bright, fixed smile. “A special blend of tea,” she said. “Good for stress.” After half a cup, a strange fog settled over my mind, as if someone had turned down the lights in my brain.
Dinner on the third night was a quiet affair. When I returned to my chair, something was different. Tucked under the edge of my napkin was a small, torn piece of paper. The waitress had placed it there. My hands went cold as I slipped it into my lap.
The handwriting was shaky. Three words that stopped my heart: “Call 911.”
And a chilling note below: “There is something in your tea.”
I didn’t panic. I didn’t gasp. Lyanna was smiling at me from across the table, asking if I wanted more honey. I simply folded the note, gave a small, almost imperceptible nod to the waitress in the distance, and smiled back at my son.
That night, I barely slept. I replayed every moment in my head. It wasn’t a series of coincidences. It was a plan.
The next morning, the waitress, Maris, found me. “I’m a pharmacology student,” she whispered, her voice rushed. “I saw what she put in your tea. It wasn’t sugar.”
She slipped a note into my hand and was gone.
On the note was a single word: Digoxin. A warning: It can mimic natural heart failure symptoms in older adults. And a plea: Get your blood tested. Soon.
The door clicked open behind me and my son, Darren, walked in. “Morning, Mom. You look a little pale. Feeling okay?” his smile was too casual. “Listen, Lyanna and I were talking. We found a wonderful condo for you in Sarasota. We can handle all the paperwork, make it a seamless transition. We just want you to be safe and comfortable.”
When he left, I slid the heavy armchair in front of the door.
I knew the truth. But they didn’t know that I knew. And that gave me one crucial advantage: time. Watch: [in comment] – Made with AI