My unease grew stronger with each day that passed. Alex had become more controlling than ever, his presence looming over every aspect of my life. I had barely recovered from the shock of discovering my dad's betrayal when another unsettling event occurred. It started with Alex casually bringing up details about my life... details I had never shared with him.
One evening, while I sat on my bed scrolling through my phone, a chill ran down my spine. I got an i********: notification, and I saw that Alex had liked a photo I posted some weeks ago, a harmless snapshot of me and Kyren at the park before the breakup. I stared at the notification, my thumb hovering over the screen. Why was he suddenly engaging with my old posts?
My thoughts were interrupted by a message from him.
“Nice picture. B
