I had an ex who wanted to get married and get a house with me with her unemployed sister. Her unemployed sister lived with her and they had a quite unhealthy codependence thing. At the time, she said she wanted to get a new house in her and her sister's name but not have my name on it. What in the flying fuck? One day while she went out of town with her and her twat sister, I hired a moving company to move everything out and changed my phone number the same day and deactivated Facebook. I moved a bit far away, never even contacted her again, and can't explain how powerful it felt to be free from that or how much I laughed at the thought of her having a full fledged hamster meltdown at my sudden disappearance.

Two years later I hear from a buddy who works near our neighborhood who gas a coworker who is dating her. Here is what I learned:

She is married and pregnant. Her sister is a lesbian and my buddy's coworker is pretending to be the sister's bf. The husband is a guy with a nice job who works 60 hours a week and travels for work constantly. When he is out of the house, the sister's fake BF fucks my ex/beta bux's wife!! He pays the whole mortgage and living expenses for his wife, sister in law, and the fake boyfriend of the sister who is the main fuck partner secretly cuckholding the husband. This guy rails my ex/beta bux's wife multiple times most days of the week and is probably 99% likely the father of her kid.

This is the most fucked up thing I have heard and it almost gives me PTSD when I think it could have been me.

According to my buddy, this guy moved there shortly after my ex got married. He net her at a grocery store and didn't care that she was married.

Some say I may have dodged a bullet but I feel more like having dodged a bazooka.