Doomsday Rewind: My Ex Gets What's Coming

"Are you sure you're okay?" Leo's voice came from outside the door.

I took a deep breath, adjusted my expression to appear calm, and said, "I'm fine, just want to rest a little longer."

The sound of his footsteps faded away, and with the closing of the front door, I finally allowed myself to relax completely.

The apartment was deathly quiet, with nothing but the rapid thud of my heartbeat in my throat.

Now it was time to find out the truth. I forced myself to steady my breathing. This time, I needed proof of when Leo and Jessica's betrayal started.

As a software engineer, I knew Leo's password habits inside and out.

He always treated me like I was an idiot who couldn't understand his finance job. He was so arrogant and careless that he never bothered to hide it from me.

I walked over to the personal laptop Leo had left at home, the one he said was strictly for work and never let me touch. The password field blinked on the screen.

I entered "Max0315", his dog's name, followed by its birthday.

The laptop unlocked.

The desktop was neatly arranged with icons for different finance programs, and I went straight to his cloud-synced drive.

A second password prompt popped up. I entered his birthday and opened the encrypted cloud storage. The folders were organized by date, but one name made me go still.

"Project Honeypot."

I clicked it open.

In that folder, I found everything that made my blood run cold. There were explicit videos of him with Jessica, along with pages of their chat logs.

The earliest ones were from a year ago, just two months after we got engaged. Then I opened their chat logs on the social app, and what I read on the screen made my world fall apart.

"Babe, that idiot wired me another five thousand dollars for my birthday."

"Ha, she really thinks you love her? Leo, you're such a good actor."

"An actor? I almost threw up. I had to hold that fat bitch every night."

"Just hang in there. Once we get the 150 thousand dollars, we're free."

"Jessica, you know what? Sometimes I really want to strangle her."

"Don't do anything stupid. We're not done yet."

My hands shook as rage and grief flooded my chest. I kept scrolling, and every new detail exposed the scam they had been planning so carefully.

The financial records broke down my savings over the years, my monthly salary, their current plan to swindle 150 thousand dollars, and even a budget for using my money to buy Jessica luxury goods.

Every dollar came from my own work, and I'd handed it over to Leo on trust alone.

At the end of the thread, Jessica sent Leo one last message. "Honey, once we get the money, what excuse should we use to get rid of her for good?"

Leo's reply was even colder. "Don't worry. I have a plan. We can stage an accident and collect the insurance payout, too."

Those words matched what I remembered from my past life, Leo shoving me into the zombie horde.

So, they had planned my death all along. The zombie outbreak had simply handed them the perfect way to kill me and walk away clean.

I took a deep breath, my rage settling into something cold and controlled.

I quickly backed up all the evidence to an encrypted flash drive. Then I erased every trace of my activity.

My face was blank as I pulled the drive free. That little device held more than proof. It was a constant reminder that Leo and Jessica had to pay for everything.

I walked to the window and looked toward the building where Leo worked.

Maybe he was sitting in his office right now, sending Jessica sweet-nothing texts. Or maybe he was figuring out how to get more out of me tonight.

They thought they were the predators and I was the prey. They had it all wrong.

My eyes flicked to the apartment building across from Leo's place, and I smirked.

"This time, someone else will be running the show."