12/09/2024
So, my marriage was falling apart. My once-sweet husband barely said a word to me anymore, and when he did, it was just enough to make me want to be anywhere but near him. Talking about it? Useless. I honestly thought we’d hit a dead end.
Then one morning, over breakfast, I saw a text pop up on his phone from someone named Carol. Her photo flashed for just a second, but I knew exactly who she was. When I asked, he brushed it off, saying she was just a coworker and they had an "important work meeting" over the weekend. Yeah, sure.
He left for work, and I was left sitting there with a gut full of dread. I tried to distract myself by focusing on my job (I'm a realtor, by the way), and that day, I was supposed to show an apartment to a young woman. I figured a rental deal would help clear my head, right?
Well, guess who shows up as my client? None other than Carol. Yep, the same woman who was texting my husband. She casually mentioned she was renting the apartment for the weekend... to spend time with her man.
At that moment, I felt the anger bubble up, but I kept my cool. She signed the papers and rented the house from me, totally clueless about what was waiting for her there. I had already crafted the perfect revenge for my lying husband and his little weekend getaway with her.
Let’s just say… things were about to get very interesting.👇