I met my husband at universitywe were both 20 and just students at the time. Honestly, he caught my eye straight away; not only was he clever and strong, but he was one of the kindest people Id ever met. We started as friends, but before long it was obvious that what I felt for him was deeper than friendship.
After a few months, we became a couple. I still look back on that time so fondly; Im convinced my university days were the best years of my life.
A year later, Tom proposed to me, and soon after we tied the knot. We didnt have much money for a big do, so we just celebrated with close familysimple, but honestly, it was lovely.
By our second year together, Tom had already started working. For a while, we lived in student accommodation, and owning a place of our own felt like just a dream. But we kept telling ourselves it would happen eventually, and it did. When my gran passed away, she left me £100,000, and Tom had managed to save a bit as well. It was enough for us to take out a mortgage on a two-bedroom flatwe hoped to start a family not too long after that.
We ended up being married ten years, but never did have kids. Then, a few years ago, Tom ran into real trouble at work: when the business hit financial problems, the owner blamed Tomhe was head accountantfor all the debt and dodgy bookkeeping. Even though he was just following orders, the way the paperwork was written up, Tom ended up being found guilty and got four years in prison. It was so unfair.
We did everything we couldlawyers, appealsbut nothing worked out. I tried so hard to support him, but after about a year, I realised I needed support myself.
Then, Toms mum turned up at mine one day and told me straight up: I wasnt going to live there anymore. She blamed me for everything that had happened to Tom and said he was the one whod bought the flat, using his money, so I had no right to it whatsoever. I was totally gobsmackedI never expected that kind of sting from her.
Turns out, before the trial, Tom had given his mum power of attorney, and that allowed her to get bank statements and information showing the mortgage payments were all coming from his account. Shes insisting thats enough legal proof that I wasnt involved in buying the place at all, and she reckons she can get a judge to back her up.
Honestly, I just feel lost and have no idea what to do next.
