“I need time to think, please do not contact me today,” the message read.
That sentence felt like a physical blow to Cassandra’s chest. Jenna wanted to go to the house and scream at Edith, but Cassandra wouldn’t allow it.
She sat on the edge of the bed and clutched the sheets until her knuckles were white. She felt a deep fear that the lies had finally destroyed the trust in her marriage.
Two days passed in a blur of anxiety and silence. During that time, Edith was busy calling every relative in the Higgins family tree.
Cassandra received a nasty message from Wesley’s aunt accusing her of being a gold digger. A cousin posted a status on social media about people who play the victim to get attention.
Even a local neighbor sent a voice note saying that Cassandra should be ashamed for upsetting an elderly woman. It was terrifying how quickly a lie could become the official version of events.
Suddenly, Jenna remembered a crucial detail about the eviction. “The house across the street has a doorbell camera, doesn’t it?”
Cassandra looked up with a glimmer of hope in her eyes. The neighbor, Mrs. Gable, ran a small baking business and had installed cameras after a recent delivery theft.