Arnie had been cheating the entire time. I found flirty texts, dating app messages — proof that I wasn’t imagining the distance. My heart broke, but I stayed calm. I started planning — not revenge, but survival.
Then, just days before I gave birth, he served me divorce papers — with his new girlfriend, Stacy, standing beside him. He mocked me again, saying he wanted nothing to do with me or the baby. I signed — but not without a plan of my own already in motion.
After my daughter Riley was born, I stayed with my mother. Weeks later, Stacy came to see me — and revealed everything. I had secretly hired her to expose Arnie’s true character. He’d unknowingly signed over our home, bank accounts, and assets — all to me.
One day, Arnie showed up, desperate and broken. I looked him in the eye and told him the truth — he lost everything by underestimating me. As he stood speechless, I held Riley in my arms and smiled. I didn’t just survive…
I won.