The Calm Before the Counterattack
While he slept peacefully beside me, believing I was oblivious, I began to plan. He had no idea what was coming. And when I was done, he would regret every move he had made.
A week later, everything was ready. I transferred a significant portion of my assets into secure accounts across multiple jurisdictions. I diversified my investments into areas he didn’t even know existed. Every step was carefully mapped out—silent, invisible, perfect.
He noticed nothing. Each morning, he looked at me with that same condescending smile, seeing me as fragile and compliant, the woman he thought he could manipulate. He believed he could gaslight me, strip me of everything I owned, and walk away unscathed.
But what he didn’t know was that I had already played my hand long before he made his move.
