My ex-husband left me to marry another woman. Before taking his whole family to prepare for the wedding, he sent a text: “When we get back, this house won’t be yours anymore.” I stared at the message, then quietly made my own choice. A few days later, they returned—only to find the land completely bare. No house. No fence. No sign of anything. Their excitement evaporated. All they could whisper was: “Where… did it all go?” I sat in my car, lowered the window, watched their panic—and smiled. When