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My name is Dionna Carter, I'm 26, and this story happened to me two years ago. I had worked as an administrative assistant at a real estate company; my employer, Katherine Tarver, was the head realtor of the company. I was fresh out of college with a business degree and a newlywed; my husband Lamar and I had dated for three years and were married for five. Lamar was working two jobs: his primary job was a pharmacy technician and his other job was as a delivery driver who delivers prescriptions to people's houses.

Here's a brief fact: Lamar and I first met at a job fair of all places. We also went to the same college, except I graduated a year before him. Things had been going well for me, personally and professionally, for a while. That was until a year later...

The marriage strain started on our wedding anniversary; I had looked forward to a very romantic date that night after getting off work and had everything set up. I had prepared a rich surf and turf dinner for us (a steak and lobster dinner with creamed spinach), a red rose bouquet, a dessert bar (me included!), brand-new lingerie, and romantic sex by candlelight with strawberries and champagne. I also had a gift for Lamar and was hoping to get a gift from him as well. That night, my mood had gone from horny and romantic to exhausted when he came home at three or four in the morning.

Most days, he has been going out a lot, sometimes doesn't come home till later nor does he tell me where he's going. For a while, I've been putting in many more hours at work, especially overtime; I do a lot as an office assistant, setting up meetings, organizing open houses, calling catering orders, etc. When I'm not running office errands or going on coffee runs, I use my lunch breaks for online school because I'm taking courses at a real estate school while both training for a job at an insurance company and getting my license to sell insurance in my state; not only do I want to help people find a home to call their own, I also want to help them protect their home as well.

At the office, I was well-liked by co-workers and clients; I always remembered a birthday, anniversary, holiday, lunch, or coffee order. My boss loved how I was always on the ball with office tasks and admired how I took the initiative. Twice, I shadowed her when she did open houses. Of course, I had to accompany her for safety reasons while following the 51 recommended safety tips from the National Association of Realtors.

One day while going out on a few errands, I stopped at the pharmacy where Lamar worked and picked up a few items. There, I was approached by one of his coworkers under the guise of wanting to assist me in finding some multivitamins. One of them told me they hadn't seen Lamar in a couple of days; the pharmacy also dealt with customers who hadn't received their prescriptions by delivery or in person. I found that strange because Lamar always ensured the customers' prescriptions were filled or delivered on time. Another example was one day at work at the start of the workday when I received a call from Mrs. Tarver as soon as I clocked in. She had called to tell me that she was going to be late coming to the office, it was the day of an important morning meeting as well as a presentation for a client; not only that, she had given me the task of putting in a catering order for that meeting. I made sure there was plenty of coffee for the meeting, I'm talking caffeinated, decaf, and half-caff. The morning meeting was a success, despite my boss being late; it was not like her to be late for work, let alone miss a day unless she was sick or injured.

This had been going on for a while; there were nights when Lamar would come home only to leave again after he got off work. Also, I often get calls from him, saying he won't have dinner or breakfast. Mrs. Tarver, on the other hand, would have me delegate tasks when she couldn't make it to the office for any reason; sometimes she also asked me to house-sit when she goes out of town on most weekends.

One day, I went out on my lunch break at the nearby bakery & cafe when my boss's husband approached me because it seemed that our respected spouses had been acting suspiciously. He then told me how his wife Katherine, my boss at the real estate office, had noticed a few things about her. He had noticed that she had recently bought new lingerie and perfume; another time, he found out she had been racking up frequent flyer miles on her airline credit card because she often travels for

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