I Caught My Neighbor Pooping On My Doorstep – I Showed His Wife And All Hell Broke Loose

No More Leo

Two days passed and silence stretched across the neighborhood. Leo’s car was conspicuously absent from the driveway.

It seemed surreal at first, but soon enough, Isabella confirmed it. He was gone. ‘I kicked him out this morning,’ she admitted, a blend of relief and fatigue coloring her voice.

After everything, it was the end of an ordeal neither of us asked for. Justice felt different than expected, but at least it felt like a step forward.