Obsession is expensive.
Not just in money—though that’s the obvious part—but in attention, credibility, and time. The things I used to guard ruthlessly now slip through my fingers because my focus has narrowed to a single point.
Her.
I lose three days to meetings I barely hear. My board notices. They always do.
“Your risk tolerance has changed,” one of them says carefully during a closed session.
“No,” I reply. “My priorities have.”
That earns me looks. Concern dressed up as loyalty.
They don’t understand that this isn’t recklessness. It’s recalibration.
If Seraphina is moving pieces, I need to know which board she’s playing on.
***
The retaliation doesn’t come directly.
It never would.
A mid-level acquisition in Southeast Asia collapses after a regulatory challenge no one saw
