Nancy believed in fairness: she and Jeremy would split bills, share chores, and build a quiet life together. For two years she dutifully handed over her share of the rent, trusting the man she loved—until a casual hallway conversation in a stalled elevator rattled everything.
The apartment she thought they rented was actually owned by Jeremy and his mother, Lorrie. The discovery felt like a physical blow: not only had she been paying for a home she never leased, she had been betrayed by the two people closest to her.
