Xavier’s announcement about his fiancée, Cindy, thrilled us. My husband and I prepared a special dinner, eager to welcome her into our family. But when Cindy walked in, my heart dropped. She looked identical to a woman our neighbor, Margaret, had warned about—a scammer who stole thousands from her son under the guise of wedding expenses.
I had to act fast. I invited Cindy to the basement to pick a wine, locking her in once she stepped inside. “Call the police!” I shouted to my husband. Xavier was stunned, demanding to know why. I explained, “She’s a scammer!” When police arrived, Cindy remained calm. She clarified the mix-up, explaining she had been mistaken for the scammer before. Even an officer confirmed the real culprit had a similar name but was last seen in Mexico. Ashamed, I apologized. Cindy graciously forgave me, joking it would make a great story for her and Xavier’s future children.
