What started as a simple favor turned into a betrayal I never expected. I had trusted my neighbor, Lisa, for years — she watched my house, watered my plants, and restocked my fridge whenever I traveled for work. So handing her my keys before a month-long trip felt routine. But my business deal fell through, and I returned home just four days later. That’s when I saw a strange
minivan in my driveway and, through the window, an unfamiliar family eating dinner at my kitchen table. They said they had rented the house through a vacation site. I was stunned. Only Lisa had my keys.