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I Caught My Wife Cheating With My Brother... So I Took Everything From Them | TRUE STORY
Aug 31, 2025
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I Caught My Wife Cheating With My Brother... So I Took Everything From Them | TRUE STORY
What do you do when the two people you trusted the most betray you?
This is my true story of love, betrayal, and brutal revenge. My wife and my brother had an affair behind my back for over a year — and I found out in the most devastating way possible. But instead of yelling or crying, I played the long game.
In this video, I share how I exposed them, dismantled everything they built, and walked away with my dignity intact.
If you've ever been betrayed by someone close to you, you’ll understand the pain — and maybe, the power of letting go... on your own terms.
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I sat on the hood of my car, the cold
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metal of familiar anchor. As Laura and
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Jim emerged from the motel, the
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fluorescent light of the parking lot
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cast a sickly pour on their faces.
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Laura's eyes, once a source of endless
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comfort, darted everywhere but at me.
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She pulled her hand from his, a
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reflexive guilty gesture.
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Jim, my brother, my other half since we
0:25
were eight, raised his hands in a feudal
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defensive posture.
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The sight was surreal, a nightmare
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playing out in slow motion.
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I felt a hollow laugh escape me. I
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didn't need to shout, to curse, to rage.
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The truth was there, stark and ugly.
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"You're not worth my time," I said, my
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voice as flat as the pavement.
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Then I drove away. "The betrayal was the
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bitter fruit of a long and tangled
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history. Jim and I were kids when we
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met. Two boys in a new neighborhood, two
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sides of a coin. We were inseparable, a
0:59
unit. By high school, we were a
1:01
brotherhood forged in shared secrets and
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schoolyard fights. Then came Laura. She
1:06
was the one, my first and only love. We
1:10
dated through high school, a storybook
1:12
romance that culminated on prom night in
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a cheap motel room. A promise sealed
1:17
with an act of pure innocent love.
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Jim and his girlfriend Annabelle were in
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the next room, a parallel universe of
1:24
first times. Life pulled us in different
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directions after graduation. Jim
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enlisted in the Navy while Laura and I
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went to college. The distance between
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Eastern Michigan and the University of
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Michigan was short, but the chasm that
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opened between us was vast. Our dates
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became a minefield of cancellations and
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excuses.
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The truth came in hushed whispers from
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friends at the U of M. Laura had a new
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friend.
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My discovery was a cold-eyed Thursday
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night steakout. I followed her to a
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restaurant, watched her cozy up to
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another guy.
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When our eyes met across the room, her
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face crumpled. I knew in that instant it
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wasn't the first time. I left without a
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word. The silence, a deafening roar. Our
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next date, a scheduled Friday night. I
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didn't show up. Instead, I buried myself
2:16
in a book, letting my phone die a silent
2:18
death. The next night, I found myself at
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a Delta Fi party. lost in the noise and
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the crowd where I met Robin. She was a
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whirlwind of energy and charm, and she
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made me forget for a few stolen hours
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the ache in my chest. When the phone
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rang on Sunday, I knew it was Laura. I
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let her in, and the questions came,
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sharp and accusatory.
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"Where were you Friday night?" she
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demanded.
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I looked at her at the stranger standing
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in my living room, and a cold clarity
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settled over me.
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I was here, I said, just like you were
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here on Thursday night. You said we
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weren't exclusive. You said you could
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see other people. I took your advice. I
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met a nice girl. She gave me her number.
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I guess I'm going to call her. The look
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on her face was a mixture of shock and
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fury. She called me a fool and stormed
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out, leaving a silence that felt final.
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Laura's departure was a lesson in the
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brutal math of love and loss. I wasn't
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just a partner. I was a placeholder, a
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security blanket. My heart achd, but the
3:28
wound would heal.
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My friendship with Robin blossomed, a
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tentative new beginning. She was funny,
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smart, and refreshingly honest. We moved
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in together, and for 6 months, I was the
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happiest I had ever been. I started
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thinking about a ring, about a permanent
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future.
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Then the floor dropped out from under
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me. Robin was going back to California
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after graduation to marry her childhood
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sweetheart. Our relationship, she
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explained, was a temporary arrangement,
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a friendship with benefits, a stop gap
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for two young, healthy adults. We had an
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open relationship, a truth she had kept
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from me, and my heart once again felt
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the sharp, disorienting pain of
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betrayal. I moved back home, a ghost
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returning to a house full of memories. A
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week later, Laura was at my door. a
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different woman than the one who had
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stormed out months ago. She was soft,
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repentant, and in her hands she held my
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class ring.
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"I never gave it back," she said. "I
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just want to return to where I belong.
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I was a fool, a desperate man grasping
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for a familiar comfort.
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I went to a party with her, let her
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stake her claim, and a week later we
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were living together."
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Jim, meanwhile, was living a life of
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quiet desperation.
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He had returned from the Navy and
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married Annabelle, the girl he had been
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with on prom night. I had my suspicions
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about Annabelle's fidelity, but Laura,
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ever the pragmatist, convinced me to
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stay out of it. It's none of our
5:05
business, she had said. So, I watched
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and I said nothing. Even as Annabelle's
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reputation for promiscuity followed her
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like a shadow, Jim and I started a
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construction company, a partnership born
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of blood and sweat,
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we thrived, building a new life and a
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new business out of the ruins of our old
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ones. Laura climbed the corporate
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ladder, a frontr runner for a vice
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president role. Everything, it seemed,
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was finally perfect.
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And then the past came calling. Gary
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Melos, the man Jim had sued for
5:39
alienation of affection, the owner of
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the construction company Jim had worked
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for, found me at a lunch meeting. He was
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a man consumed by revenge, and he had a
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folder full of photographs.
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I opened it, and the world tilted.
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There, in stark, undeniable images, was
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Laura and Jim, my wife and my best
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friend, entering a motel room, kissing
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in a car, embracing on a street corner.
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It had been going on for a year. I sat
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there, the taste of ash in my mouth, and
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listened as Gary outlined his plan for
6:11
revenge. I didn't need to ask why. I
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didn't need an explanation from either
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of them. The truth was right there in
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the photos. They had been sleeping
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together for a year, using my work trips
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as a cover for their secret rendevous.
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The silence, the lack of affection from
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Laura, the strange, fleeting moments of
6:31
shared laughter between them. It all
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made a terrible, heartbreaking sense
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now. The perfect life I had built was a
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house of cards, and they had been
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playing inside it all along. With a
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cold, surgical precision, I began to
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dismantle it. I met with a lawyer, a man
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who saw the chess game I was playing and
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respected the strategy.
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The plan was simple, brutal, and
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elegant. I would sell my stake in the
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company to Gary Melos for a fraction of
7:01
its worth, but not before depositing a
7:03
significant portion of the money into an
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offshore account. I would file for
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divorce, and I would make sure Laura and
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Jim got a front row seat to the collapse
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of their stolen happiness. On a
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Wednesday morning, the day of their
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weekly motel rendevous, I set my plan in
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motion. I changed all the locks on the
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house, emptied our joint bank accounts,
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and withdrew every last scent. I called
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my detective, a man hired to confirm the
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gut-wrenching truth, and he told me they
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had checked into room 128. I drove to
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the motel, parked my car, and waited.
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When they emerged, the confrontation was
7:39
brief. I gave them the look of a man who
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has lost everything and has nothing left
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to lose. I left. But before I left, I
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had a parting gift for them. A man, my
7:51
detective, handed them the papers.
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Divorce papers for Laura and alienation
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of affection papers for Jim. The
7:58
restraining order was a bit of legal
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trickery. A way to keep Laura from the
8:01
house, a way to keep her from her
8:03
things.
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The note for Jim was a final twist of
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the knife.
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You're familiar with how these suits go,
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aren't you? How does it feel to be on
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the receiving end? My revenge was a slow
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burn.
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Laura, thinking she had the upper hand,
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was shocked to learn that I had donated
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all her belongings to Goodwill.
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You had no right to do that, she
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screamed over the phone. But I did. I
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had every right. I had a right to remove
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every trace of her, every reminder of
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the lie she had lived. I called Maria,
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our receptionist, a woman who had seen
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the truth long before I had. She told me
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of the chaos at the office, of Jim and
8:44
Gary bickering like children. She told
8:46
me of Jim's broken nose, of Gary's
8:49
double salary offer, of her own history
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with Jim and his relentless predatory
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flirtations.
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She told me of her own broken heart, a
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betrayal she had suffered at the hands
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of a man just like Laura. And in her
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voice, I heard a new possibility, a new
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beginning.
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She was a different kind of woman. She
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was a woman who had seen the darkness
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and still believed in the light.
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