I opened WhatsApp.
Dozens of friend requests.
Every single one filled with insults.
No names.
Just hatred.
Raw.
Unfiltered.
I inhaled slowly.
Then exhaled.
Stay calm.
I switched my status to "Friends Only."
Typed:
"This number is no longer in use. Please contact my assistant."
I added Vicki's number.
Sent it.
Broadcasted it.
Then called my assistant using the company's internal line and informed her about what was happening.Once the assistant left, I checked my other social media accounts. As expected, they were all bombarded with abuse and insults.
Thankfully, my personal number hadn't been exposed.
Finally I turned off my phone.
Silence.
Finally.
I leaned back in my chair.
My body felt… light.
Too light.
Like something inside me had been hollowed out.
I closed my eyes.
All I wanted
was a quiet life.
A normal life.
Something stable.
Something… mine.
But it seems impossible just because I loved Alexander
Everything had spiraled.
Step by step.
