I cried when I took my husband to the airport in New Delhi because he was “leaving for two years to Toronto”… but when I returned home, I transferred $650,000 to my personal account and filed for divorce.

I wasn’t searching for anything.
But I found everything.

A confirmed email.

Luxury apartment rental in Gurugram.
Fully furnished.
Two-year contract.

Two registered residents:
James…
Erica.

And an additional note: “Please include a crib in the master bedroom.”

A crib.

I felt the air leave my lungs.

I read every line.

Start date: the same day as his “flight to Canada.”

He wasn’t going to Toronto.
He was moving 30 minutes from our house.

And not only that.
Erica was pregnant.

I thought about our joint account at a bank in Connaught Place.

$650,000.
Most of it came from the inheritance my parents left me when they died in a car accident on the Jaipur highway years ago.