I ran to the corner and immediately called the local police station.
“I think there’s an intruder hiding in my bathroom. Please come quickly!”
In 15 minutes, two officers and a neighborhood watchman arrived. I took them straight to the bathroom and pointed at the door:
“There he is! He’s not coming out yet!”
They knocked firmly:
“Open the door! Police!”
Silence. Then Daniela’s surprised voice:
“Yes? What’s going on?”
“Open the door immediately!”
She came out, her hair wet and in her bathrobe. Her face turned pale when she saw the officers.
One of them entered the bathroom. They searched everything. No one was there. The window was closed. Nothing was out of place.
But then…
“Here are two toothbrushes. And two deodorants—one for women, one for men.”
Daniela trembled, unable to speak.
I was in shock. My newlywed daughter-in-law… was hiding something no one imagined.
“Ms. Daniela, you have to accompany us to the station. We need to clear some things up.”
On the way, she remained silent. I walked beside her, my mind reeling. I didn’t know whether to feel anger or fear. Part of me felt guilty for spying on her… but mostly, my heart ached. Had she really betrayed me?