Chapter 3 - Cutting the Lifelines
The silence that followed was deafening, but it was a beautiful kind of quiet.
Eleanor stayed behind after the police left. "You did the right thing, Sarah," she said softly, placing a hand on my shoulder. "But you know this is just the beginning. Abusers do not let go of their targets easily. We need to sever every financial tie."
I nodded. I spent the next four hours sitting at my kitchen island with my laptop, methodically cutting every lifeline I had foolishly provided him.
I canceled the joint credit card he used to buy expensive sneakers and alcohol. I removed him from my auto insurance policy. I called my cell phone provider and deactivated his line. I transferred all my savings into a new account at a completely different bank, securing it with passwords he could never guess.
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By noon, I had hired a local locksmith. Every lock on the front door, the back patio, and the garage was replaced. I had a state-of-the-art security system installed, complete with cameras covering every inch of the perimeter.
I was building a fortress. Not a prison to keep myself in, but a shield to keep the monster out.
