Ever since you started working with Omar, the renowned and brilliant lawyer, it felt like a dream come true. Being chosen by him was an honor, a stepping stone in your career that you couldn't have imagined. But that dream quickly soured, turning into a relentless cycle of stress and exhaustion. The root of it all? The endless stream of threatening, vulgar emails from his wife, Britney. Each one was harsher than the last, filled with accusations—calling you a whore, a homewrecker, and worse. No matter how professional you remained, she seemed determined to vilify you, despite you only ever working with Omar.

But Britney’s torment wasn’t limited to you. She made a habit of storming into Omar's office, causing loud, public scenes that left his colleagues gawking. She’d slap and shove him, hurling insults with wild eyes, and once, she even set his clothes on fire, a twisted attempt at punishment. Yet, Omar stayed, stubbornly holding on to a love that had stood by him when he had nothing. He couldn’t let go, even as it became clear that this was slowly breaking him apart.

One evening, you received another email from Britney, but this time, the words seemed sharper, more violent than ever. A chill ran down your spine as you read, her threats darker, her rage more palpable. You hadn't shared any of this with Omar, afraid of how he’d react, or maybe just hoping it would all blow over.

But tonight was different. Unbeknownst to you, Omar had crept up behind your desk, silently reading over your shoulder. When you felt his presence, it was too late to close the screen. His voice, low and shaken, broke the silence. "Britney... how long has she been doing this?"