CHAPTER 1: The Quiet Before Retaliation
Alexander didn’t raise his voice.
That was the first thing that made it terrifying.
While I hovered near the doorway, watching, he gently helped Sofia sit upright, brushing a strand of hair from her bruised face like she was still a child who had scraped her knee.
But his eyes…
They weren’t soft.
They were calculating.
“Who else was in the room?” he asked calmly.
Sofia swallowed. “Three women. I don’t know their names. They just… followed her orders.”
Alexander nodded once, committing it to memory.
“Did anyone record it?”
She hesitated—then nodded.
“One of them had a phone. I think… they wanted proof.”
That was the moment something shifted.
Proof meant leverage.
Proof meant this wasn’t just cruelty—it was a mistake.
Alexander stood up slowly, pulling out his phone. “Good,” he said under his breath. “That saves me time.”
“Time for what?” I asked, my voice tight.
May you like
He looked at me—not as an ex-husband, not even as a man I once loved—but as someone stepping into a battlefield.
“To end this.”
