When I returned from my usual work trip, I didn’t expect the shocking sight in my home. What I found made me call the police and confront my husband and mother-in-law. Ultimately, I was hurt and forced to rebuild.
After a grueling five-day work trip in Denver, all I wanted was to curl up on my couch with a glass of wine. But when I got home, I was met with a surprise that left me both baffled and scared, until I discovered one specific clue…
A shocked woman | Source: Midjourney
Managing a sales team across three states as a 34-year-old regional manager was no small feat, and these quarterly trips drained every ounce of my energy. So when I pulled into my driveway, I smiled at the thought of seeing Greg, my husband of two years, and hearing about his week.
But when I opened the door, my smile completely vanished, replaced by utter shock! My entire house was… empty! Not a single piece of furniture, no artwork or pictures on the walls, no stand-alone cabinets, no clothes in the closets! Nothing! It was as if my life had been erased in my absence!
An empty house | Source: Midjourney
I froze for a moment, trying to comprehend the scene. My first instinct was to call Greg, but he didn’t pick up. I tried again. Voicemail. Heart pounding, I contemplated the thought that we might’ve been robbed.
While pacing our barren living room, furious and confused, I decided to call the police since I couldn’t get a hold of my husband. As I waited for them to arrive, I noticed something odd: a faint, muddy footprint near the entryway…
A muddy footprint | Source: Midjourney
I walked closer to inspect it, and my stomach churned as I recognized it. It matched the tread of the boots I had given Greg’s mother, Linda, for her birthday just two weeks ago! I knew exactly who they belonged to because I’d seen them almost every day before this shocking incident.
They were from a boutique brand my mother-in-law (MIL) and I both loved. Those boots were so distinct that they featured a unique signature floral petal pattern underfoot. I clutched my phone tighter. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks: Linda had been here.
