When Amber, a newly divorced woman, moved in next door, I tried to be kind. But it quickly became clear she had no boundaries — especially around my husband, Andy. Flirty greetings turned into fake emergencies, all designed to get his attention.
One night, she crossed the line completely, luring Andy over with a fake plumbing issue — wearing only lingerie. Thankfully, he shut her down and came straight home. That’s when I knew: enough was enough.
With the help of some neighborhood friends, I set a trap using a decoy text from Andy’s spare phone. Amber took the bait — but instead of a secret date, she walked into a room full of women ready to confront her behavior.
We calmly let her know her actions weren’t welcome here. No yelling. Just truth.
A few days later, she packed up and moved. Peace returned — and so did my trust in Andy. Some lessons don’t need drama… just a community that won’t tolerate disrespect.
