By She Buried My Underwear in Her Garden, That’s How She Stole My Husband.
I always thought I was overthinking. I believed I was just being insecure. But deep down, something didn’t sit right about the way my neighbor looked at my husband.
Her name is Ritah. She was sweet, friendly, always checking in… but only when my husband was around. She lived right next door and had recently separated from her man.
I welcomed her into our lives thinking we women should support each other. But that was…CONTINUE READING
