A leak upstairs exposes my husband's second home

My husband, Liam, had only been gone for an hour when water started seeping again from the bathroom ceiling, a sinister drip that made my stomach churn.

It was always like this since we moved into this new apartment complex. Every single time Liam left for a business trip, the upstairs apartment would start leaking.

The first few times, Liam absolutely forbade me from going up there to talk to them. He said they were unreasonable, and he didn't want me to get upset or deal with any drama.

He reported it to the building management, and sure enough, the leaking would stop for a few days.