11/02/2025
I THOUGHT MY HUSBAND WAS PAYING OUR MORTGAGE—THEN I GOT AN EVICTION NOTICE
My husband, Jeffrey, and I have been married for 11 years. For the first few years, our financial arrangement seemed fair. I paid for groceries, utilities, and everything our two kids needed—clothes, school supplies, activities. Jeffrey covered the mortgage on the house we bought two years into our marriage.
It worked. It felt balanced. Until the day I came home and saw the eviction notice taped to our front door.
At first, I thought it had to be a mistake. We were responsible adults. We never missed payments, at least as far as I knew. I stood there, heart pounding, hands shaking, reading the cold, impersonal words:
FINAL NOTICE: PROPERTY TO BE SEIZED IN 30 DAYS
When Jeffrey walked in, I shoved the notice into his hands. "What is this?!"
His face drained of color before he forced a shaky laugh. "Babe, don't freak out. I—uh, I had a little financial setback, but I’m fixing it. I promise."
"A setback?!" My voice rose. "We’re about to lose our house! How long has this been going on?"
His eyes darted everywhere but at me. "Just a couple of months… I swear, I'll fix it."
My mind spiraled. Had he been gambling? Drugs? A secret second family? He refused to give me details, but something in his voice felt… practiced.
That night, while he slept, I took his phone.
I pressed his thumb to the screen to unlock it. And within seconds, my world fell apart. But I wasn’t going down without a fight.⬇️
