Dear Ex Husband, You Lose!
His mind scrambled for answers, but his body was too weak to fight or respond.
“What do you want?” Thomas managed to rasp, his voice hoarse and cracking. His throat felt dry, his mouth parched. His voice trembled with a mixture of fear, anger, and helplessness.
The figure chuckled softly, a sound that didn’t quite match the warmth of humor but rather held an edge of menace. “Oh, I think you know,” they said, voice low and deliberate. “I told you—this game isn’t over. I wanted to make sure you understood just how deep this rabbit hole really goes. You’re not the only one watching anymore.”