The Sin of His Obsession
I would become a ghost, a whisper, a silent force that would tear Aiden's world apart.
And so, M was born. A simple initial. A name that meant nothing and everything. A ghost in the machine. I started small. Little hacks, small disruptions. I watched him, followed his every move, his every success. I saw him with Isabel, the woman he would eventually leave. I saw him with his perfect, beautiful, polished life. And I knew exactly how to dismantle it. I would use the people in his life, the places he had forgotten, and the secrets he didn’t even know he had. It would be a game of emotional warfare, a game of psychological torment. I would not kill him. I would break him. Just as he had broken