At first, I brushed it off. Maybe she’d accidentally moved it, maybe the kids had gotten into things. But the unease kept growing. A few days later, I saw something on her phone—messages between her and Scott. It wasn’t just friendly conversation. The tone, the familiarity… it was intimate. Too intimate.My heart sank. The truth hit me hard: my sister had been secretly involved with Scott behind my back. The same man I had been trying to forgive. The same man she knew I still had feelings for.

While I was helping raise her children… she was seeing the man I was slowly learning to love again.I haven’t said anything to her. I’ve stopped babysitting, needing space to think. I feel heartbroken, betrayed, and lost. How do you confront someone who’s supposed to be your closest ally, your own family? How do you process that the person you trusted most has hurt you so deeply?I don’t know if I can forgive her. I don’t even know if I want to. But I do know that something between us is broken now.