Mike and I were married for seven years. I thought we were partners. So when he said he owed his boss $8,000 after crashing a borrowed car, I didn’t hesitate I used my inheritance from my grandmother to help him. Days later, while using his laptop to search for a recipe, I found something chilling: flight and hotel bookings for two. A weeklong trip to Miami. The names? Mike… and Sarah our married neighbor.
The cost of the trip? $7,983. The same amount Mike claimed he “owed.” Still hoping for a mistake, I called his boss—who told me there’d been no accident. No debt. Just lies. That night, I stayed calm. I even smiled as Mike casually told me about his “business trip.” Then I invited Sarah and her husband over for dinner.
