That night, I found Jack’s emails—dozens of messages to Sally confirming the affair. I saved everything. When I contacted Sally, she told me Jack claimed he was divorced. They had been together for nearly a year. She agreed to testify.
In court, she brought all the proof. The judge awarded me the house, full custody, and ordered Jack to pay her the $10,000. Jack didn’t even look at me.
Outside, he tried to apologize. I stopped him.
“You never meant for me to find out.”
Then I drove away—leaving him with his lies, his statue, and the wreckage he created.
