My name, my credit, my history.

And it was being paid, month after month, out of the emergency savings account I had built dollar by exhausted dollar working nights, so that if everything fell apart, my children would still eat.

He had not just betrayed me.

He had reached into the one safe thing I had made for our family and used it to fund whatever the receipt in my hand was the evidence of.

And I intended to find out exactly what that was.