I found out that my husband was on a dating app. Instead of confronting him, I made a fake profile with someone else’s pictures and started chatting with him.
He claimed he was long divorced—said his wife (me) left him—and acted like he was a wholesome guy looking for love. I arranged a fake meetup out of town. That night, he said he had urgent work and left.
He came back at 5 a.m., furious after wasting hours and money on a cab ride to meet no one. What he found instead was his suitcase waiting by the door. We’re getting divorced. That’s the end of it.
