My CEO Ex-Wife

The email hit my inbox with the force of a guillotine: "Company-Wide Announcement: Acquisition & New Leadership."

My gut twisted, another Austin tech buyout meant more upheaval.

Then, I saw the new CEO’s name: Isabella Rossi.

My stomach dropped.

Isabella, my ex-wife, the woman whose betrayal had scarred me deeper than any wound.

At the mandatory all-hands meeting, she swept in, a predator in a power suit, her cold eyes scanning for me, devoid of recognition.

Later, my name, highlighted on the company BBQ sign-up sheet, was brutally scratched out by her red pen.