Page 26 of Cyber Revenge

I post it with no caption.

Within minutes, the comments blow up.

“Sir, I would bark for you.”

“The gloves. The fucking GLOVES.”

“Not me arching in bed right now like an idiot.”

But one comment, buried low, makes my chest burn.

[lydie.live ]: “You’re not subtle.”

She sees it.

She knows.

And she still watches.

I still watch, too.

Every night when she leaves her stream. When the notifications go silent. When she walks out her front door with him.

I keep my distance, but just barely.

I see Patrick’s hand on her thigh at the food truck by the gas station.

See him drive her car, adjusting the seat like he lives there now.

See her follow behind him with takeout bags while he talks over her on the phone.

I notice her smile.

But more than that, I notice the things she doesn’t do anymore.

She doesn’t post memes about chaos.

Doesn’t share thirst reposts.

Doesn’t make dirty jokes on stream the same way.

She’s quieting herself.

Shrinking.

Patrick is soft right now. Charming. Predictable.

But I’ve seen this play before.

He’ll say he doesn’t mind her streaming with other guys, but then start making jokes.

He’ll say he likes her clothes, but ask if she could wear something “less distracting” when they go out.

It won’t happen all at once.

Control never does.

But eventually, he’ll stop opening doors and start locking them behind her.

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