My life as a successful game developer was comfortable, despite the slow drift from my wife, Chloe.
Then, an anonymous link shattered my world: vile, digitally altered photos of my parents, smeared as "hicks" living off my "dirty money." When they bravely decided to confront these lies, a devastating car accident left them critically injured.
At the hospital, Chloe and her childhood friend, Liam, chillingly delayed my parents' critical surgeries, worsening their fragile condition. Chloe then trapped me in a suffocating marriage, siphoning my fortune for three years under the guise of "care" for my parents, even as they languished.
I was a tortured prisoner, constantly reminded of "crimes" I never committed. The sickening truth hit when I overheard Chloe confess everything: the deepfakes, the smear, even orchestrating the accident-all fueled by Liam' s lie that I caused her parents' death.
But she was wrong. So terribly wrong. Her parents were alive, well, and thriving in Italy, because I saved them years ago. That explosive secret ignited a cold fury. My torment was about to turn into a meticulously planned counterattack.