He expected the woman I used to be to save him from the consequences.
Then Diane sent another screenshot.
If Clare gets difficult, I’ll threaten to reopen the divorce and make her explain where the money for the house came from.
That was when my anger disappeared.
Something colder replaced it.
Focus.
I called my divorce attorney.
Susan Keller looked like someone’s elegant grandmother.
She also happened to be terrifying.
I brought her everything.
The deed.
Bank records.
Screenshots.
Closing documents.
She checked every date.
Every transfer.
Then she leaned back.
“Mark has no legitimate claim to the house.”
I finally breathed.
“But,” she added, “he can still file nonsense and force you to spend money responding to it.”
I hated that sentence.
So Susan sent him a formal cease-and-desist letter.
We also documented every dollar of damage and expense.
Locksmith.
Floor repair.
Drywall.
Security changes.
Total:
$2,740.
That evening, Vanessa called me.
