While I walked around with taped glasses and Lila wore shoes that let the cold seep in, my husband had taken out an enormous loan to buy another woman a luxury car.
After gathering screenshots, invoices, and the delivery address, I closed the laptop with shaking hands.
I didn’t wake him.
I didn’t confront him.
Not yet.
Instead, I spent the next week pretending everything was normal. I cooked meals, kissed him goodbye in the mornings, and even bought myself new glasses with money from our emergency fund.
If he noticed, he didn’t question it.
When the time was right, I drove to the address listed on the car invoice—a modest apartment complex. The red Audi gleamed in the parking lot, unmistakable in the afternoon sun.
My pulse hammered as I approached the door and rang the bell.
A woman in athletic wear opened it. She looked young—mid-twenties, maybe—with flawless skin and a smoothie in hand.
“Yes?” she asked.
“Are you Sierra?” I asked gently. “Nice car out front.”
Her brows knit together. “Do we know each other?”
“Not yet,” I said. “But we’re connected now. We share a donor.”
I handed her a manila folder containing copies of the loan documents, screenshots of the emails, and—a small but pointed addition—a photo of Lila holding a sign I’d written:
“My dad bought his girlfriend a car, but I have holes in my shoes.”
Her hand flew to her mouth as she flipped through the pages.
“He told me he was divorced,” she whispered, tears welling. “I thought he was single.”
“Well,” I said softly, “we’ve been married fifteen years. We have a daughter. Grant lied to both of us.”
She sank onto her couch, gripping the papers as though they might steady her.
“I didn’t know,” she murmured. “I never wanted to hurt anyone.”
“I believe you,” I said. “What you choose to do with this information is up to you. But I thought you deserved the truth.”
As I turned to leave, I paused. “Oh—and just so you know, that car will be repossessed soon. He can’t afford the payments. You might want to take everything out of it.”
Her face crumpled, but I walked away feeling strangely calm.
From there, everything moved quickly.
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