My Fiancé Asked Me to Join Him and His Mother on a Beach Vacation – I Had No Idea What They Were Really Planning

A week at my fiancé’s family beach house was supposed to bring us closer — instead, it exposed a secret test.

Brandon’s mom, Janet, treated me like a servant — asking me to clean her room, fetch drinks, even rub her feet. When I refused, Brandon called me rude.

That night, I overheard them laughing: “She didn’t pass the feet test,” Janet said. “She’s the fifth one.”

A quick look at Brandon’s old Instagram confirmed it — four women before me, all at that same beach house.

The next morning, I packed my bags, left my ring by Janet’s pickles, and wrote on the mirror:
“Thanks for the test. I hope you both pass the next one. P.S. I added lemon.” 🍋

I left without looking back. For the first time in months, I felt free — not the fifth one, just the one who walked away.