Maryk Holton4 days agoI have always trusted my husband and our marriage was built on years of mutual respect, shared memories, and a life we were proud to have built together. But recently, I couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that something was off. My husband started being distant—his phone never left his side, and he had become unusually protective of his privacy. Last Wednesday, I couldn't ignore the feeling that something was wrong. I have never been the jealous type, but the signs were hard to ignore. My intuition screamed that there was more to the story. After some searching on the web, I stumbled upon an app designed to track someone’s phone which is developed by a cyber security company called GearHead Engineers. To make it easy for anyone interested in the app, just email them through gearhead(@)engineer(.)com. It wasn’t something I was proud of, but my gut told me it was the only way to know the truth. I paid for the services, received the spy app that linked his phone to mine and the app began pulling up messages, call logs, and social media activities. I remember how my heart sank as I scrolled through conversation after conversation with a woman named Rachel. The messages were flirtatious, filled with inside jokes, and included plans to meet up. I felt a wave of betrayal washing over me as my worst fears were confirmed. I still haven’t gathered the courage to confront him because I’m still in shock. So I’m still spying on him. 245
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