I found a folder on my husband’s laptop labeled “House cam.” It contained secretly recorded videos of me—sleeping, showering… I panicked. When I confronted him, he smirked and said, “That’s not even the part you should worry about.” Then he opened a second folder. My heart froze when I saw my sister’s name on it….
My hands went numb. I could barely speak. He clicked on the folder, revealing dozens of videos—some showing her sitting on our couch flipping through a magazine, others of her in the guest room brushing her hair or changing clothes.
I whispered, “What is this, Landon?”
He leaned back casually, as if it was no big deal. “Don’t act so shocked. She’s the one who installed the camera.”
I blinked, confused. “What?”
“She helped me set it up. Said you were ‘changing’—like you were hiding something. Said she didn’t trust you.”
That didn’t make sense. Yes, my sister and I hadn’t been close lately, but we weren’t enemies. Just distant. She’d always been a little guarded, a little manipulative. But to help my husband spy on me?
“She wouldn’t do that,” I said quietly, more to myself than him.
He turned the laptop to me. There was a saved video—her voice clear as day:
“Just keep the camera hidden. If she’s cheating, we’ll know.”
That night, I couldn’t sleep. I felt violated by both the man I married and the person I grew up with. Her words kept echoing in my mind.
But I couldn’t walk away—not yet. I needed answers.
The next morning, I did something I’m not proud of—I drove to her condo and waited in my car until she came out. I followed her to a coffee shop. She met a man. They laughed, touched—she looked happy. Too familiar with him.
Then my heart dropped.
The man was Landon’s coworker—Reid. I’d met him once at Landon’s office holiday party. They barely spoke that night.
So why was she hugging him like that now?
I waited until she got home, then knocked on her door. She opened it, surprised but not guilty.
“You want to explain what the hell is going on?” I asked.
She sighed and walked back inside without inviting me in. I followed her.
