AITA for not telling anyone I recognized the “missing woman” on the news… because I was the last person she texted before she disappeared?
I (29F) saw her face on the news two days ago.
Missing.
27F.
Last seen leaving her workplace at 6:10PM.
Police were asking for any information.
At first, I didn’t react.
Then I saw her name.
And my stomach dropped.
Because I knew her.
Not well.
But enough.
She worked in the same building as my husband (32M). That’s how we met her.
Her name was Alina.
She wasn’t just “a coworker.”
She was my husband’s assistant. At least officially.
There were rumors at his office. Late nights. Locked meetings. Private calls.
I ignored it. Because I trusted him.
Until 3 weeks before she disappeared.
I found a message on his tablet. Not meant for me. From her.
Just three lines:
“I can’t keep doing this.”
“You said she wouldn’t find out.”
“If something happens to me, check his car.”
I sat there for a long time. Not crying. Just staring.
When I confronted my husband, he didn’t deny knowing her.
He said she was “unstable.”
That she was “obsessed.”
That she misread things.
Then he said something worse:
“She’s been warned before.”
I wanted to believe him.
So I didn’t tell anyone. Not the police. Not my family. Nothing.
Then she vanished.
Now here’s where it gets worse.
Yesterday, police came to our house. Routine questioning.
They asked if I knew her.
I said yes.
They asked when I last saw her.
I said… “a few weeks ago.”
Then they showed me something.
Her phone logs.
The last person she texted before she disappeared… was me.
Not my husband.
Me.
I didn’t understand.
Until they showed the message.
It wasn’t long.
Just one sentence:
“I left the note in your husband’s car like you said.”
I felt the room tilt.
Because I never told her to do anything.
I never replied.
I never even met her alone.
But that’s what the record says.
Now my husband is acting… strange.
Calm. Too calm.
And last night, I noticed something in his car.
A folded piece of paper taped under the seat.
I haven’t opened it yet.
Because I’m scared of what it proves.
Or worse—
what it explains.
So… AITA for staying silent until now, or am I already too late to fix what I might be part of?