When I finally said “no,” she called her dad to threaten me. But I had already sent him the footage.The tables turned fast.To save face, she begged me to stay. I gave her a taste of her own control—just long enough to make my point.

Then I handed her divorce papers.She left with her image intact and her power shattered.Turns out, the real deal wasn’t in the marriage contract. It was knowing when to play obedient… and when to take back control.