They claimed Linda had shown him photos, messages, and recordings of me and my colleague, Nate. I was stunned. Nate is a married man and we were simply at a work conference. I swore it wasn’t true — but Greg refused to believe me.
It all clicked. Linda had always disapproved of me — especially because I earned more than Greg. Now, she’d used that to turn him against me. I left in tears but not in defeat. I called Nate, and under pressure, he confessed. Linda had bribed him to fake messages and use AI to fabricate voice recordings. He was desperate for money after his wife’s surgery and agreed to the scheme.
I called the police again, this time with the full story and evidence — receipts, serial numbers, everything I’d carefully kept as a precaution. Officers accompanied me to Linda’s home and verified the stolen items. They warned both Greg and Linda: return everything or face charges. Greg tried to apologize, but I didn’t let him. “You believed a lie over the woman you married. We’re done.”
In the end, I got my things back and filed for divorce. The pain was real, but so was the relief. As I sat on my reclaimed couch with a glass of wine, I felt something I hadn’t in days — peace. I had lost a marriage, but I regained my self-worth. Sometimes the worst betrayals lead us to the strongest beginnings.