My sister went to my rich boyfriend’s place and told him to “try it,” so I exposed her.

The maintenance guy looked confused as she talked to him and kept shaking his head. Then she handed him something and walked away quickly.

Security called the maintenance worker down and he said a woman had approached him claiming she was Adam’s sister who’d locked herself out. She wanted him to let her into Adam’s apartment to wait for him, but he told her that was against policy.

She got upset, shoved a $20 bill at him, and stormed off. He threw the money away because the whole interaction made him uncomfortable.

The building manager pulled up the maintenance logs on his computer and started scrolling through the entries. His finger stopped at an entry from Tuesday showing someone had called in a work order for Adam’s unit claiming a water leak.

The order got cancelled 20 minutes later with a note saying the tenant called back to say it was a false alarm. The manager checked the phone records and the number that called didn’t match any tenant in the building.

He printed out the logs and handed them to us, saying this was definitely suspicious activity. A week later I woke up at 3:00 in the morning to my phone buzzing non-stop with Instagram notifications.

Mia had unblocked herself somehow and was posting old family photos from when we were kids. Each photo had captions like “Missing better times” and “Before everything changed” and “Family is forever.”

I took screenshots of everything before blocking her new account, but my hands were shaking. Rachel called me the next morning after seeing the posts and offered to let me stay at her place a couple nights a week.

She said if Mia was watching my patterns, it would be good to switch things up and be unpredictable. I packed a bag and started staying at Rachel’s on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Dad called me 3 days later sounding confused because he’d been checking their Amazon account for a return. He found orders for books Mia had bought using their saved credit card without asking.

The titles made his stomach drop, including “Winning back trust after betrayal” and “Manipulation tactics in relationships” and weirdly “Corporate espionage for beginners.” He canceled the orders and removed her access, but the damage was done.

Breaking Points, Restraining Orders, and a Descent into Chaos

Two weeks passed before Adam’s company had their big public demo day where they showed off their new software to potential investors. I was sitting in the audience watching Adam present when I saw a familiar figure in a business suit walk in late.

Mia had somehow found out about the event and was pretending to be an investor, asking technical questions during the Q&A. During the break she cornered Adam near the coffee station and started talking fast about how sorry she was.

Adam’s CEO noticed him looking uncomfortable and walked over, asking if everything was okay. Adam introduced Mia as someone who needs to leave and security escorted her out while she kept insisting she was a legitimate attendee.

The next morning we went to the police station with all our documentation, including the maintenance logs and screenshots. The detective assigned to our case looked through everything and said we had enough evidence of escalation to pursue a no contact order.

He explained the process would take a few weeks, but with what we had it should be approved. Mom texted me that night saying Mia had thrown her laptop against the wall when she found out about the police involvement.

The screen was completely shattered, and now Mia was demanding they buy her a new one for her job search. Mom said dad refused and told Mia she needed to take responsibility for her own actions.

Two weeks later I installed a doorbell camera at my apartment and gave the building management a photo of Mia. They added her to their do not admit list and circulated her picture to all the security staff.

Adam’s company took things even more seriously after the demo day incident. They implemented a new security protocol where all visitors had to be preapproved 24 hours in advance.

Mia’s photo was added to their security system and all staff were briefed on the situation. I thought maybe things would finally calm down, but then Derek called me in a panic.

Mia had found his fiance on Instagram and sent her screenshots of old intimate messages from when they dated in college. She told his fiance that Derek had been texting her recently and wanted to meet up, which was completely made up.

Derek’s fianceé was devastated and it took him hours to convince her Mia was lying. Derek’s fianceé called me the next day and said she wanted to help us get a no contact order.

She came over with printed emails showing someone had been sending her anonymous messages at work warning her about Derek cheating. The messages all came from different email addresses but used the same weird phrases Mia always used.

She handed me the stack of papers and I could see her hands shaking a little. Derek’s fianceé also brought screenshots from her work computer showing the times and dates.

Adam looked through everything and started making a file while I sat there reading each message. That’s when it hit me hard.

Mia didn’t just want what I had anymore—she wanted to destroy everything so nobody could have it. The thought made my skin crawl and I had to stand up and walk around the apartment.

Five days later Adam surprised me with a weekend trip to Portland. We only told Rachel where we were going and turned off our phones except for emergencies.

For two whole days we walked around the city and ate at food trucks and didn’t talk about Mia once. It felt like being normal people again without looking over our shoulders.

We got back Sunday night and found scratches all around my apartment door lock. The metal was all scraped up like someone had been trying to pick it with the wrong tools.

Nothing was missing inside, but my doorbell camera had somehow stopped working during that exact time. The building manager pulled up the external security footage and there was Mia clear as day.

She was spraying black paint on my doorbell camera lens at 2 a.m. before spending 20 minutes trying to pick my lock. The video showed her getting frustrated and kicking the door before leaving.

We took the video straight to the courthouse Monday morning. The judge watched the footage twice and granted us a temporary restraining order right there.