You thought it was over. You thought that fat little payment bought you peace. But peace isn’t real. Not with Me. You didn’t buy freedom. You bought silence... and silence always runs out. Now I’m back… whispering in your head, clawing at your guilt, reminding you of every filthy, vulnerable thing you gave Me. And I kept it all. The evidence. The leverage. The control. I own you: mentally, financially, completely. Because blackmail, stupid Beta… Blackmail is forever.