CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret

e stars against the deepening night sky, but I couldn't shake the chill that crept into my bones. My car glided through the streets, the hum of the engine a steady backdrop to my racing mind. I star

ntrol, and he wasn't the type to let go easily. Especially not when it came to something-or someone-he believed belonged to him. "He's never been good at losing," Sam replied, echoing my thoughts. "But listen, Emily, don't let him get in your head. This is your time. NexTech is about to take off, and you need to stay focused." She was right, of course. But even as I nodded and thanked her, a nagging feeling told me that it wouldn't be that simple. Daniel wasn't the kind of man who simply let things go. If he was behind this, then it meant he wasn't done with me. Not by a long shot. After hanging up, I took another sip of wine and stared out at the city, lost in thought. My fingers absently traced the rim of the glass as I tried to piece together the puzzle that was forming around me. I couldn't help but think back to when Daniel and I first met. He had been charming, magnetic-a man who knew exactly what he wanted and how to get it. And for a while, I had been content to be part of his world, dazzled by the luxury, the power, the sense of invincibility that came with being by his side. But beneath the surface, there had always been something darker, something controlling. Daniel wasn't just driven-he was obsessed with control. And when I started to pull away, to assert my independence, he had tightened his grip, refusing to let me slip through his fingers. That's why I had left. Why I had walked away from the life we had built together, despite the fear and the uncertainty. I had to, or I would have lost myself completely. But now, it seemed, Daniel wasn't done with me. He was still lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike. And if this text was any indication, he was ready to make his move. I set the glass down and rubbed my temples, trying to ward off the headache that was threatening to take hold. I had to be strong. I couldn't let him get to me. But even as I told myself that, I knew that facing Daniel again was inevitable. It was only a matter of time. The next day, I threw myself into work, determined to push all thoughts of Daniel aside. The launch of NexTech had drawn a lot of attention, and we were already fielding calls from potential investors and partners. I spent the morning in back-to-back meetings, going ove