The restraining order was granted after the bank ambush and the phony welfare check. Brenda (her mother) and Fiona (Celeste in some messages — same person) are legally required to stay 500 feet away.
Of course, that didn’t stop them. It just made them dumber.
They tried using mutual friends to guilt-trip me. Her maid of honor and even my supposed best man Mark reached out, saying she was “devastated,” “just stressed,” and that I should give her another chance because she now “understands” my financial situation.
Mark slipped up and revealed she had told him about my company and inheritance. The mask was fully off.
They genuinely believed I owed her for her “time” and that I should fund her life even after she told me to leave my own home.
My lawyer is handling everything. No contact. No settlement. Nothing.
I kept every single thing I paid for — including the beautiful paludarium that now sits proudly in my new living room. The dart frogs are doing great. The waterfall sounds peaceful.
And I’ve never been happier.
Moral of the story: When someone shows you exactly who they are and how little they value you… believe them. Then take your furniture and leave.
The end.
