David
Yesterday had started like any other day in the endless cycle of chaos my life had become. I woke up early, rolled out of bed, and headed to the office to face another barrage of meetings, calls, and paperwork. Yet, as I sat at my desk, staring at the stacks of documents Cindy had dutifully left for me, my mind was elsewhere.
It had become a ritual—one I wasn’t proud of but couldn’t stop. I unlocked Laura’s phone. Ever since she’d brought up legal separation, snooping had felt like my only way to maintain control over her, over us. Thanks to my resources and connections, I’d managed to trap her in this limbo for months.
She wanted to leave me? Fine, but I wasn’t about to make it easy.
I’d threatened her with the twins’ custody, knowing her demanding job could be used against her.
